The white lady lilies
Dance a minuet,
Dropping stately curtseys
Where the lawns are set.
Silken-frocked godetias,
Under Summer's spell,
Twinkling in the sunshine,
Spin a tarantelle.
Blowsy scarlet poppies,
Flaunting every frill,
In among the grasses
Whirl a wild quadrille.
The wind has led their frolics,
Tapping seeded drums,
Singing, "Dance your blithest --
Old Man Autumn comes!"
First published in The Australian Woman's Mirror, 21 February 1928
