Dundullimal Homestead by Blue the Shearer

It wasn’t your normal historical home,
Set in acres of well-tended lawn.
It wasn’t constructed of convict-made bricks,
Or the place where a nation was born.

Dundullimal Homestead was none of these things,
Palatial, imposing or grand,
But the way it was built, and the way it survives,
Embodies the soul of our land.

Extract from a poem by Blue the Shearer, from Sites and Scenes