Freshness comes with the morning rain,
Sweet aromas stir the air,
Rock wallabies huddle under the Banksia,
Cockatoos squawk their disgust,
While sparrows splash about in puddles.
The Bottle-Brush droops heavy with wetness,
Streams form in the earth,
Possums scurry to find a drier sleeping place,
Goannas drink their fill,
And eagles find refuge in their lofty nests.
Windows transform with trickling moisture,
Dreary clouds threaten the day,
Kangaroos bound through the Aussie bush,
A snake slithers across the path—
I watch the wonder of His great creation.
© Chrissy Siggee
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From my book Glimpses of His Glory