The
Gum Leaf
By
Private William M. McDonald
It brings me the scent of my own native
bush;
And the gum-trees and wattles afar;
And the mystical charm of the bushland at
night—
The dark sky and the myriad star.
Oh! the gum leaf has charm for the man of
the South,
For it grows in the land of his home,
And it brings back his mind to the happy
days spent
In the times ere he started to roam.
It will carry him back to his old folks at
home,
For he cannot say no to its lure,
And it helps him to follow the rough weary
road—
Ay! it helps him to hope and endure.
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