Capertee - A poem By D Lawry

We’ve fallen in love with Capertee,

The sunken valley of Capertee;

With its twisted gums,

And its rolling downs;

With its grazing sheep,

And its lack of towns;

We’ve fallen in love with Capertee,

The sunken valley of Capertee.

We’re deeply in love with Capertee,

This shining valley of Capertee;

With its guarding cliffs,

And its knobbly peaks;

With its stately buttes

And its tree-lined creeks;

We’re deeply in love with Capertee,

This shining valley of Capertee.

We’d like to live in Capertee,

The sunken valley of Capertee;

With its sheep and cows,

And its kangaroos;

With its greens and browns,

And its hazy blues;

We’d like to live in Capertee,

We want to explore fair Capertee,

The wide-spread valley of Capertee;

We’ll follow the tracks

Where the magpies flute;

We’ll try to climb

Each towering butte;

We want to explore fair Capertee,

The wide-spread valley of Capertee.

We’ll. dream through the years of Capertee,

The sunken valley of Capertee;

With its mountain air,

And its rolling downs;

With its lovely hills;

And its lack of towns;

We’ll dream through the years of Capertee,

The sunken valley of Capertee.

 

Dorothy Lawry

March 31 , 1929

From Sing With the Wind

(100 bushwaker poems)