Back O' Beyond by A. S. Reilly

The vast and open spaces;
   They are calling me again;
The many sun-tanned faces;
   The life upon the plain;
      Back o' beyond.

The call comes loud and stronger,
   Till the longing seems to burn
For the homestead down by Wonga,
   Just when will I return?
      Back o' beyond.

First published in The Sydney Morning Herald, 24 July 1926

Author: nothing is known about the author of this poem