Frank Smith

Lush grass covered the hills
The whistling wind gives me chills
Whoosh! The wind rustled through the trees 
The kangaroos went thud! Across the eroded stream
The wild wind made the water ripple roughly
The fog covering the wildlife was very muffly
Frank Smith is a beautiful sight
By the time you leave it will be night
Even your bananas will be ripe
By the time you get home because you were stunned by such a site
So, don’t be scared
If no one cares
Because you will be there
To always share
And hopefully Frank Smith will
Always be there