<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543019" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Morning In Late June</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the cold depths of Winter the grey butcherbird sing<br>And only nine weeks or thereabouts till the first breath of Spring<br>Five days ago of daylight hours the year's shortest day<br>And time it keeps ticking and ticking away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The drake in the pond performs his courtship display<br>As he swims by his mate he nods his head her way<br>And he quacks to tell others she belongs to me<br>He will be the father of her family.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The buds on the camellias beginning to sprout<br>In the coldest of Winter their blooms will be out<br>They will be cloaked in flowers by the end of July<br>When the chill winds of Winter blow across the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A morning in late June a chill in the breeze<br>And the rainbow lorikeets chirp on the flowering gum trees<br>As with their tongues they sip nectar from the pink gum flowers<br>Amongst leaves rather wet from recent heavy showers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sky clouded over and a chill in the wind<br>And the first month of Winter is close to an end<br>And old father time he keeps ticking away<br>And Spring is approaching with each passing day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543019" data-title="A Morning In Late June de Francis Duggan" data-description="In the cold depths of Winter the grey butcherbird sing And only nine weeks or thereabouts till the first breath of Spring Five days ago of daylight hours the year's shortest day And time it keeps ticking and ticking away. The drake in the pond pe..."></div> </div> </div>

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