Day trip to Robe

Took a day trip to Robe 

A long drive along the road
The Coorong was amazing 
Watching the beautiful waters
As they flew past beside us
Few cars we met that day
Saw the glorious bush
Golden wattles; acacias
Blooming; beside man made trails
So many dead kangaroos
Wombats too; stiff and cold
No longer were they alive; bold
A lone deer eating green grass
The long paddocks teeming
Rabbits; emus; an echidna too
Kangaroos behind the trees
Watching us fly by; if you please
Kingston was quiet and peaceful
Cape Jaffa; too quiet; calm seas
Jetty empty; fishing vessels ashore
Cray season over; that's for sure
Boats high and dry; still for the months
Until it's time to set sail once more
Robe was so beautiful; Skies blue
Standing upon the limestone cliffs
Beside the light house; listening
Cool sea breezes; winter still holds
Sway; whether it's night or day
Crystal seas; hushed ocean waves
Reef beneath the limestone
Underscored by ocean caves
Pigeons and seagulls flying low
Know just where to go
Sheltered from the storms of life
Flying about in the "almost" spring
Settling in to roost; until it's time
To fly away; take to the azure skies
Soon enough; there'll be too many flies
Summer will return; our skins will burn