A Beautiful evening in March in the early Fall <br />The magpies are fluting the corellas call <br />And the red wattlebirds on the blossoming trees <br />Their loud cacklings carrying in the freshening breeze. <br /> <br />And a voice that's familiar all day until dark <br />The mudlark sings pee wee in the old town park <br />And brown leaves on the path off of the deciduous trees <br />Are blowing to and fro in the freshening breeze. <br /> <br />A Beautiful end to a perfect March day <br />In the children's playground children laugh and play <br />And the little house sparrows in feathers of brown <br />Chirp on the hedgerow in the park of the town. <br /> <br />A beautiful evening the birds chirp and sing <br />The wonders of Nature is a magical thing <br />The sun going down red in the western sky <br />And the roost bound starlings wheel and turn as they fly.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-beautiful-evening-2/
