Little Town by Zora Cross

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All so blue and green and brown,
The lazy, lonely little town
Invited nothing much when I
Came down the hill to hurry by.

And then I heard a pixie sing. 
Was it a child upon a swing?
A woman waved from a white door, 
Or Spring in flowery pinafore?

My heart grew light. I know not why, 
And I sang, too, as I passed by 
That lazy, lonely little town,
All so blue and green and brown.

First published in The Sydney Morning Herald, 10 October 1938

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