First Light

MELLOW YELLOW MONDAY

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 FIRST LIGHT

We drifted in from New Zealand before the sun was high;

While still the little silver stars were pricked-out in the sky.

Slowly, under the Harbour Bridge, as quiet as a mouse,

And then, in a stealthy manner, past the Opera House.
Then, stamped-upon the morning grey, a yellow opening, where
A sign of life showed passengers that someone was aware.

The city wasn't stirring, save for the Terminal Staff,

Who sometimes broke the silence with a cough or a little laugh.

 I stood on the balcony alone and thought of another date

Nearly forty years ago when our family sealed its fate,

Moving to a country where we'd never been before,

Not knowing anything at all of the life that lay in store.

For a while it seemed like yesterday. And yes, we did survive.

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But we suddenly bumped against the wharf and everything came alive!

The shouting, bustle, lights and noise drove my reverie away,

And I was happy to enjoy another Australian day.

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FROLIC!

When the scene is so bucolic

Everyone is bound to frolic!

In he goes (he's not too brave!)

And he gets knocked over by the very first wave!

I didn't catch the frothing fall,

The rogue wave pounding over all,

But I think I caught the shocked expression!

He says he enjoyed his ocean session!

Out from England, not an Aussie,

He wasn't quite a Life Guard, was he!

But he's coming back next year.

To be attacked by sharks?
No fear!

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