That the colour of your money speaks all languages most people do believe

For lots of more rain as they look to the skyFor the Summer and Autumn were warm and dry.In Summer and Autumn the paddocks brown and bareAnd rain to the farmers worth more than a prayerWith lots of more rain and a warm and dry SpringThe farmers with joy they will whistle and sing.The floodwaters…

Our life span is short four decades little moreWe are like grains of sand on Mother Earth’s timeless shore,We are born bare and helpless we live to multiplyAnd our prime years go quickly we soon age and dieEven those who are honoured in story and rhymeThe legends of their greatness will fade out in timeIn…

Nor yellow robin piping lowWhere the traffic buzzes to and fro.Yet by her parents home in the freshening breezeUpon the sunlit wattle treesIn her flights of fancy she can hearThe butcherbird pipe loud and clear.She has lived in Geelong since last MayAnd though her old home only ninety kilometres awayNostalgia as it would appearCannot measure…

They do not pass judgements on others or of them negative stories recallAnd they are open and broad minded and believe in a fair go for all.You ask me what makes for a good person a good person one of those whoIs one who believe in the principle of I am not better than youThey…

And to the shallows of the sunlit river pool the minnows venture outThe red spotted silvery little fishes who will grow into brown trout,In the old grove by the river the male robin i hear and seeIn the soft and warm winds singing on a sunlit alder treeAnd the tree creepers are chirping as they…

It hasn’t made me a successful personAnd it won’t save me from the flames of hell.For I can’t boast of any great achievementsAnd of victories as such I cannot tellI’m just the bloke who pen the simple versesThat literary critics bag as doggerel.I’ve heard the figbirds piping on the Gold CoastAnd lories on the corals…