Out on the veranda.
Sipping on tea,
It's raining out to sea, drifting salt spray back to me.
Behind us the mountains, jagged & jeering
With sunlight leering.
Roads are winding welcome to Gerringong,
Lit up by Illawarra flame trees!
Down south you can travel to the sun & sea.
The paddocks are green with dairy cattle moving to a slow day.
South coast hamlet, take time have a look.
Jacaranda’s covered with petals of blue,
Surely they dominate the view!
The sky’s hew, of soft clouds rolling up the coast & out to sea.
Take a look, where cargo ship’s,
Slip & slide into waves, as they lay too for a berth.
God has etched the cliffs of volcanic rock, with sprays of light.
Floating thoughts of days ending in a blaze of sun!
Walk the cliffs have some fun!
Night will fall on clear southern skies,
Moonlight on water melts into your heart.
Jacaranda trees fall silently to sleep.
Their silhouetted thoughts beaming out of reach.
Their gentle leaves hide the lies as they blush & look down.
They know all the secrets & gossip about the town.
