Lets take the day for reminiscing our valley|
how we found our little valley between two large hills,
how it sparkled, dressed in its golds and greens.
It was the most prettiest little place,
that we had ever seen.
Remember the Wattle trees, by the river bank,
with its flowers gleaming golden, in the setting sun?
And how the evening breeze danced between the leaves
of that old sturdy tree called ' Blue Gum'?
There were Willow and Banksia trees surrounded by
sweet smelling green grass and bright wild flowers,
and a beautiful windmill turning slowly by the dam;
we could stand there gazing at the beauty for hours.
We could see the cattle, heads down grazing quietly
with their gentle young calves gamboling near.
And do you remember that single strutting emu
how he pranced around knowing there was naught to fear?
and how the warm sunny days brought out the wild life,
from slithering snakes to lizards and kangaroo,
quacking ducks waddling, and fat roaming wombats,
oh, and remember the songs of the crested cockatoo?
At night they all gathered there beside the dam
including sleepy possum to enjoy their evening drink,
and how the wattle trees looked like silhouettes,
against the clear night sky of dusty pink.
We settled down in that precious valley;
that glowed pink and gold, in the setting sun,
and how we built a small cozy log cabin,
beside the sturdy tree of old Blue Gum.
Over time the wild life became our friends,
never fearing us, while eating from our hand.
And as the children grew, they played with them,
along the boundary of our beautiful land.
We lived there all together, animal and man.
We were content and happy, no need to roam,
from our serene valley dressed in gold and green,
that we now call 'our beautiful home'.
Copyright jenikawhispers 2019
also penning as Angel'sWhispers
Penned for Deeny's Challenge. Lets take the day for -
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