Better company

Crackling inside night’s dark

Fallen Iron Bark above tangled

Rosewood scents, warms one’s

Chill to early Spring, here in

time with Grasstrees dancing

In time to passing shadows

As dark charcoal falls away

Night and its time, their crackling

Tales about old long since past days

But still they’re better company

Better company than urban silence.

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