A Yarn from the West!

I'm loving it out here! Loving the people, the people's names, the town names, the landscape, the show, everything! I wish I could live out here somewhere!
check this out right...
Gilgandra - Gil
Galaganbone - Galah
Coonabarabran - Coona
Then there is Baradine and a whole heap of others! You gotta love it!
And the people are awesome! I've made some great friends and you just gotta love the country people that live out here ey? They ave to b the best ever!
Well, I was sitting at a friend's breaky table the other morning when an old guy came in and started telling yarns. i wrote a poem about it and I thought I'd like to share...
Have a great day!

A Sundy Morning Yarn

It’s Sundy morn in the fold farm house,

The breaky done, the dishes washed.

Martin’s come to the old farm house,

And him and Dave a telling tales

Of men long gone and dead

And legends deep from in their heads.

Then tell of a man - a barefoot man,

Who went to a wedding without his boots.

And of his nephew - a barefoot man,

Wo at his own wedding neglected boots.

But the first old man - the barefoot man,

Once went for a walk in Tassie’s wilds

And never came back - a long dead man.

And they tell of a woman and of her child,

Who started life in a natural cave,

Then moved to a house for a little while.

But soon they began to miss their cave,

And before too long, they went back with a smile.

The yarns are long but oh so interesting - 

I could stay all day and hear a store!

But duty calls and the nest is erupting.

Away we stream to various tasks and chores,

But the yarn is stuck in my mind,

Like a nail in a house or of like kind.