Luscious green grasses,

I see through my glasses.

I like seeing trees,

and tiny little bees.

I love seeing the sky,

and an eagle soar by. 

I shave the waves, 

I could do this for days.

I love the water and see, 

a bird, feeding her daughter.

As I hear the water swishing,

I’m wishing,

Please, don’t cut that tree!

It hurts my gut, 

when trees get cut.

I smell big purple flowers,

and eucalypts like towers.

I can hear the trees whistling,

as the moonlight is glistening.

A slight breeze through my hair as I smell, the great ocean air.