Wrote these lyrics for a song that will be part of a series of multimedia presentations planned for the close of Leeton's centenary next month:
As dusk arrives dark fills the sky
winged silhouettes cry as they fly
A raucous chorus overhead
fight for a branch to be their bed
First wave squawks and behaves wild
like teenagers, gallah juveniles
Next arrive quiet pairs
gliding stately through the air
And I envy how they fly
from tree to tree all their life
And I envy how they fly
let me be free in my life
Leeton trees a temporary home
Who knows where else they roam
but when they roost I stand in awe
as the river red gums are all full
And I envy how they fly
from tree to tree all their life
And I envy how they fly
let me be free in my life