Homework WE 28/6/21 - Retire in Sydney?
Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2021 8:37 am
Just in time!
RETIRE IN SYDNEY?
(c) Shelley Hansen 26/6/21
Retire in Sydney? Maybe that's the dream escape for some -
to dine on fish and chips at Watson's Bay,
perhaps to own a penthouse or a mansion at The Rocks,
or join the party crowd to drink and play.
Not me! I love the Outback, and I'd struggle hard to find
fulfilment on a teeming city street.
So hitch me up a caravan and point me to the west,
for there I'll find serenity - complete!
Yes, cover me in sunshine on the wide and open plain
and let me see the colours of the earth
that shout with bold exuberance, competing with the sky,
while kookaburras share the love with mirth.
No harbour waters here! Artesian springs from underground
swell up with steam arising from their source.
In fruitful season, billabongs provide a sanctuary
as waving grasses line the watercourse.
Here Banjo waltzed Matilda, Andy brought the cattle home,
the drover's wife endured each lonely year.
Their lives are etched in folklore through iconic Aussie verse
that's styled to sweet perfection to the ear.
So wrap up warm for winter, for the nights are somewhat chill,
and join me where the birds outnumber cars -
and marvel at the rising moon that's close enough to touch,
performing in a theatre of stars!
RETIRE IN SYDNEY?
(c) Shelley Hansen 26/6/21
Retire in Sydney? Maybe that's the dream escape for some -
to dine on fish and chips at Watson's Bay,
perhaps to own a penthouse or a mansion at The Rocks,
or join the party crowd to drink and play.
Not me! I love the Outback, and I'd struggle hard to find
fulfilment on a teeming city street.
So hitch me up a caravan and point me to the west,
for there I'll find serenity - complete!
Yes, cover me in sunshine on the wide and open plain
and let me see the colours of the earth
that shout with bold exuberance, competing with the sky,
while kookaburras share the love with mirth.
No harbour waters here! Artesian springs from underground
swell up with steam arising from their source.
In fruitful season, billabongs provide a sanctuary
as waving grasses line the watercourse.
Here Banjo waltzed Matilda, Andy brought the cattle home,
the drover's wife endured each lonely year.
Their lives are etched in folklore through iconic Aussie verse
that's styled to sweet perfection to the ear.
So wrap up warm for winter, for the nights are somewhat chill,
and join me where the birds outnumber cars -
and marvel at the rising moon that's close enough to touch,
performing in a theatre of stars!