The breeze gently blows,

Trees sway in the wind,

The sun brightly glows,

It's warmth from within.

 

The clear blue sky,

Covered in fluffy clouds,

Birds fly slowly by,

Singing, but not loud.

 

A koala in a tree,

Little does he know,

He's being watched by a dingo,

Treading softly, walking slowly.

 

The trees grow slowly,

So much life in their leaves,

The Australian nature,

What good it does to me.