another one on friendship (not the whole poem - copyright) - while lying in a boat on Port Phillip Bay. One for Melburnians…
“...and while I lay sleeping,
my dream upward creeping,
had fastened itself to the mast.
So blow all ye gales,
and fill up my sails,
and carry me far, far away.
Till my billowing dreams all burst at the seams,
as I lie in a boat on the bay”
Michael Leunig




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