Purple flowered wattle

Wind breathing hard on these

fluffy purple balls, hitting their cheek while they cry 

because of the loss of these beautiful purple stars that look 

like they have fallen from the navy dark sky.

They tell me to somehow save their lives and give them

a better life and make them a happy family again but the fact that I

can't do anything about it.

I lose hope time by time while they disappear.

500 only to be seen throughout this universe

only making one corner of Austraila happy and gorgeous.

Redy, Orangey, Bloody looking rocks crying and yelling at me telling

me to save all their friends that make them look beautiful please.

They are going away how long until they are all gone?

Oh dear purple flowered wattle when until you are gone

when until I never see you again. Oh purple flowered wattle please 

come back we need you. You make our earth beautiful and

we would love to have more of you in this world.

But now you're dying and I am crying 

so I really do hope you come back

and one day I am able to see you everywhere.