Glossy Black Cockatoo

I wake up to the amazing sunshine glistening on my black feathers,

I hear the other birds singing my favourite song,

I join in,

I feel the crunch of dried leaves under my claws,

I suddenly smell smoke,

I feel so nervous,

I see a black thick cloud forming above me,

I quickly scatter away before it is too late,

I feel the cloak of smoke around me and I start to feel frightened,

I fly back and then I realise that my home has been destroyed.