Blooming Burns

Looking at something that was once our home,

something beautiful,

something we loved.

Until this big monster came,

WHOOSH!

As it burnt our homes.

It was as big as the mountains,

as red as a burn on your cheek.

Animals were crying,

trees were dying,

but one.

One that was not unalived,

one that has hope.

It didn't give up,

koalas started living up there,

animals never gave up,

because of this one tree.

Was this all a dream?

Winter came and the animals woke up,

to see beautiful trees blooming.