As The Sun Goes Down Red
Though most of her secrets from us she keeps hidden awayFrom Nature we learn something new every day
And the more we learn of her the more we realize
That there is far more to her than we can see with our eyes
In the big public park at the west of the town
The magpie is singing as the sun goes down
The silver billed black and white bird with the beautiful song
A familiar voice one could never get wrong
Though most creatures of Nature by their calls we do get to know
Our wonder of her only does seem to grow
Her marvels are many her beauty beyond compare
And her secrets with Humankind she'll never share
The roost bound starlings to the nearby reeds fly
As the sun goes down red in the western sky.
Poetry by Francis Duggan
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Written on 2010-04-07 at 12:27
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