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Tattumbar

Edward S. Sorenson

From travelled ways it stood aloof,
And forests hid its shingled roof
    From passing team and car;
A home where laughter echoed nightly,
While yarran logs were burning brightly,
For cares were few and weighed but lightly
    Those days at Tattumbar.

Outside we heard the mopoke call,
While picking splinters off the wall;
    And through the doors ajar
The flitter bats came in to flutter
About the rooms ‘bove beam and shutter,
And ‘possums romped o’er roof and gutter
    All night at Tattumbar.

Upon the cap when morning broke,
The kookaburras perched and woke
    The echoes near and far;
The magpies in a fluting chorus,
Called from the grass and greenwood for us,
While parrots wheeled and whistled o’er us—
    All part of Tattumbar.

The homely swallows with the spring
To bide with us came twittering
    From winter haunts afar,
They built their nests on beam and rafter;
Their joyous chirps were linked long after
With those bush days of peace and laughter
    We knew at Tattumbar.

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