I take a look out my window,
Stretch; breathe
Look around my room,
Reflect; imagine 
One year ago,
Other school; other friends...
Always changing,
My lifestyle; my home
Out my window, I gaze again
The colour,
Yellow; bright
Always it will be here, full of
Stability; familiarity
Through the seasons,
Flowers drop; regrow
The Acacia Unguicula
Is critically endangered
Everything changes,
But this doesn't have to 
This we can control.