LEE TAYLOR-FRIEND |
Kosciuszko High
I
love
this mountain
country, a land of
many moods, engrossing and
uplifting, she ebbs, she flows, she broods.
Her
rugged
sacred beauty
seen from Kosciuszko
high, that mystic mountain
majesty that captures heart and eye.
The
sun embracing
snow gums ethereal
imagery, dawn break.
Enduring skies sweet canopy,
strong earth that won’t forsake.
A
natures
song so graceful
sung by birds of every
wing, her whispers echoed
perfectly by every living thing.
The
sunlight
glistens on blue
lakes all made by
natures hand. Such cool sweet
glacial waters mirror images so grand.
These
mountains
that surround me
as I walk along this shore,
evoke a strange, sweet knowingness,
My hearts been here before…
The
South lands’
in my very soul,
and there it shall remain,
for once it gets into your blood,
life’s not the same again…
With
every
fibre of my being,
wherever I may roam,
I love this mountain country
and it’s here that I call home…
LEE TAYLOR-FRIEND copyright 2008
And another poem by Lee Taylor Friend
KOSCIUSZKO! KOSCIUSZKO!
Kosciuszko! Kosciuszko!
Rising proud above this land.
Kosciuszko! Kosciuszko!
Like a sentinel you stand.
Kosciuszko! Kosciuszko!
Fought for truth and honesty.
Kosciuszko! Kosciuszko!
Fought to set your country free.
Kosciuszko! Kosciuszko!
Strength of granite, power and might.
Kosciuszko! Kosciuszko!
Such an awe inspiring sight.
Kosciuszko, Man of passion.
Kosciuszko, Mountain high.
Crowning glory of Australia
May your spirit soar and fly...
LEE TAYLOR-FRIEND copyright 2008
Lee Taylor-Friend receiving her prize money & diploma from Ernestyna Skurjat-Kozek at Cooma Centennial Park, 20th April 2008. Photo Puls Polonii |
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