Suburban Escape

Tucked away behind Goola street

Along the banks of Little Flaggy Creek

A paradise of grass and ironbark tree

This is my place, here I’m free.

Hear the symphony, as the birds sing

Unconfined, I can spin and swing

The wind rushes past my face

This is my home, this is my place.

Meet at the swing? Buzzes my phone

Then my friends come and we get in the zone

We laugh and we gossip and we run, dance and scream

This is my eden, this is my dream.

The sky turns to purple as I watch sun fade

I start heading home, up Kendella Parade.

A smile spreads from cheek to cheek

This is my place, down by the creek.