Motorhoming poets

Bunya Mountains

We went up the mountain where the bunya nuts grow,
The road was steep and a little bit slow.
Once up there with the magical views,
Lots of bush turkeys and field full of roos.

You are close to heaven up here on the mount,
It’s a peaceful, beautiful place, there’s no doubt.
Whilst walking the trails at a leisurely pace,
I could be the luckiest man in the human race.

Bunya Mountain is a peaceful place,
Far away from the cities pace.
Mountain mist, and soothing rain,
I’m sure to be back, again, and again.

Keith Wood, Q56110
July 2010