“Back Home”Written by Dick Roberts

Trickling water beside me,Snow grass to cushion my bed, Black Sallys frame the night sky,A saddle to rest my head.Burning embers are the night light,A cool breeze rattles the gums,I’m back home in the mountains,

Back home where i belong.Back where i feel at home,Back where the creeks still flow Back where the brumbies roam,Back where the stars still glow,Back where i will always be,Yeah, In the bush,It’s where you will always,Always find me.

The frost stiffens the snow grass,In the darkness just before dawn,The sunlight begins a new day,And the bush begins to thaw.Bush birds awaken the hollows,Mist rises slowly from the creek,Candle bark beside the billy,It’s a place I’ll always seek.

Back where i feel at home,Back where the creeks still flow Back where the brumbies roam,Back where the stars still glow,Back where i will always be,Yeah, In the bush,It’s where you will always,Always find me.

Yeah up where the snow still falls,Up where the dingo calls,Back where i feel at home,Back where the creeks still flowBack where the brumbies roam,Back where the stars still glow,Back where i will always be,Yeah, In the bush,It’s where you will always,Always find me.In the bush,It’s where you will always,Always find me.

Published by Nelle

I am interested in writing short stories for my pleasure and my family's but although I have published four family books I will not go down that path again but still want what I write out there so I will see how this goes

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