Wilga Poems - Poems about Wilga

...I could be strolling on a river bank, or sitting in a managed park. I could be walking on a saltbush plain, or where soil is parched and stark. I could be climbing Perry sand hills; be shaded by......

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...In a land of endless saltbush stretching miles across the plains Of western New South Wales where it rarely ever rains, And the temperature is searing on a soil that's living hell, Where bleaching......

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...1930s Dirranbandi as mum Nelly says In the town of Dirranbandi near the Cubbie cotton farm was sea of Wilga trees with their dark green leafy charm the Goats ate green Wilga standing on their ba......

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...From England's dark blackout We came to these shores I and my siblings In refuge from war. How enchanted we were With all we saw. First Sydney's fine harbour And her bridge of one span Then......

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