Sky

When it turns night,

I look for Mars but I can’t see it

Because it’s covered in stars,

The sight is even better at night.

When morning arrives,

I see the sunrise.

The foggy air makes a glare.

When the clock ticks to midday 

I say gidday to my mate 

Who just ate a blueberry off a tree,

But he went inside because he saw a bee.

A great green bush sitting next to me,

Listening to the sea sing a song for me.

Watching the waving leaves,

Suddenly make it freezing breeze.