The sound of kookaburras singing as the trees rustled in the cool soft breeze.
I could hear them, but it took a while to see them.
‘Three kookaburras sitting down upon an old tree stump, chattering away.
Not realising that quarantine was still scheduled for today.
They sat together tightly, and talked for quite some time,
soaking up the last rays of the days sunshine.
Three kookaburras dancing as they flew from tree to tree,
not any of them realising the beauty, I did see.
Their day was almost over, the cool night air crept in,
and there I stood watching them, with nothing but a grin'.
I didn't have my camera to take a photo I'm afraid.