I am the sun's dark child!
Who can follow
My joyous way through the teeming wild,
O'er hill and hollow?
I am the sun's dark child!
None can follow --
None but the wind, warm-breathed and shy;
None but the flashing swallow! --
Only the blue, dissolving sky,
Only the wind can follow!
First published in The Australian Woman's Mirror, 23 October 1928