I miss my little ones so much,
And do my best
to stay in touch;
My mind's eye sees them - far away
Wrapped up warm
on winter’s day.
Australia –
lost in southern seas
Fringed by eucalyptus
trees:
Modern cities,
suburban sprawl
Where creepy-crawlies
have a ball -
In amazing
wilderness outback;
Dirt-track roads,
bold railway track
Horizon views
of endless sky
Rugged, harsh
and drop-dead dry.
The landscape
seen from airline seat
Is strewn with
rocks split in the heat
With rivers far
and few between;
In parched
terrain, a dry-bed stream…
Here global
warming is no joke;
Towns may choke
to death in smoke!
Aussies cheer days when it’s wet
As drought and
fire remain a threat.
With COVID, travel plans are rare;
My little ones,
still unaware
Of these
concerns, use Daddy’s phone
So, Auntie sees
how much they’ve grown!
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
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