<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An August Morning At Upper Gully</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The smoke from the chimneys curled down in the sky<br>And it's colder and wetter than 'twas in July<br>And fog o'er the forest a blanket of gray<br>And darkening rain clouds more showers on the way.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The currawongs calling the dark birds of rain<br>And into the station roars the city bound train<br>And cars on the highway racing to and fro<br>And down the high woodlands the chilly winds blow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At 7 a.m. and the temperatures low<br>And it's cold in upper Gully cold enough to snow<br>Yet on this bleak morning great beauty i see<br>Bright yellow flowers blooming on the wattle tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their loud cackling laughter one could not mistake<br>And they call through the morning just after daybreak<br>On the higher branches of old mountain gray<br>The kookaburras herald a cold Winter's day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three weeks left in August and Spring is so near<br>On this perhaps the coldest day of the year<br>And dark rain clouds gather in bleak morning sky<br>And it's colder and wetter than 'twas in July.</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=544960" data-title="An August Morning At Upper Gully de Francis Duggan" data-description="The smoke from the chimneys curled down in the sky And it's colder and wetter than 'twas in July And fog o'er the forest a blanket of gray And darkening rain clouds more showers on the way. The currawongs calling the dark birds of rain And into t..."></div> </div> </div>

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