Where I'm From Shadrach the cattle dog, long gone but in my heart, Made me forget my worries with his wide grin, wagging tail and ready to work attitude. The farm was ubiquitous It was my youth, collecting eggs from the chooks Milking cows and exploring paddock corners. I learnt respect for nature's rules. The gully rarely filled with water Witnessing birth and death, made sense to me then My father's practical sense, my mother grew vegetables. My siblings found their own loves and losses. Then big city adventures Where nobody cared but you had to care for something I often bonded with other country folk Treading concrete tracks, painted by dusk. A culture of observation Skyline marked by sea and sand and pine t