Waste No Fortune

The autumn warmth of an Aussie sun, 

On such a familiar date, 

Radiating piercing heat, 

It’s holidays down under, mate. 

A time of family and food to spare, 

Of gluttonous sugar overload, 

Unjust to those with plates so bare, 

Altruistic intentions untold. 

This visit is a short one as,

I must make haste and return, 

To time spent with those I love, 

Be grateful for the fortune I 

Am lucky to have been given. 



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