It’s a feeling that’s hard to explain
Which comes from within me.
It makes the tears form in my eyes,
Which makes it hard to see.
The choking feeling in my throat,
The pounding of my heart,
To see the children at their best,
Makes my defenses depart.
How can I sit and watch them laugh?
How can I…

The sunny skies and nice warm days,
The pouring rains of Spring.
With gum and wattle blooms ablaze,
Of colour Spring will bring.
The cotton wool clouds floating passed,
The sea of light blue sky
Are turning darker, till at last,
These clouds will start to cry.
With thunder, lightning, pelting rain,
From day into the night.
Until the next…

The rain pelts down on the tin roof
In rhythmic melody.
The water on the ground is proof
Of what I cannot see.
The white frost mornings look like snow,
And smell of crisp clean air,
Until the cold wind starts to blow,
Which leaves some trees quite bare.
The sky at night is dark and clear
Unless the…