Should be going bush ......

For the first time in 12 years I am not going bush for Easter - major depression. I am reminded of the words of AB Paterson:

And the bush hath friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,
And at night the wondrous glory of the everlasting stars.

I am sitting in my dingy little office, where a stingy
Ray of sunlight struggles feebly down between the houses tall,
And the foetid air and gritty of the dusty, dirty city
Through the open window floating, spreads its foulness over all.

See full text of Calncy of the Overflow at:

http://www.middlemiss.org/lit/authors/patersonab/poetry/clancy.html