Sunday 23 December 2012

The Galah Tree

The pool is clear and cooling
The air above is full of birds
The sky is filled with many wings
Beating; flapping; wheeling!
They move together like a colourful cloud
They swing about and fly up and down
Their squawking is loud and raucous
They are the rose and grey Galahs
They are pulled about by the wind
Landing in the huge Eucalypt tree
They fill the branches 
Like rose and grey flowers
All facing into the wind!


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