Have you walked the bushland trails?
With Banksias all around
And whiffed the scent of rotting leaves
All scattered on the ground
Have you walked with sand beneath your toes?
Amidst the seashells lining beach
Your hair all blowing in the wind
As salty air your mouth does reach
Have you lifted up your face?
And felt the snow-flakes on your skin
The feel of this is oh, so great
As Autumn dies, winter comes in
Isn't it great to be alive?
With so much beauty on this earth
To smell the flowers in the morn
As new day it comes to birth
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