Grey headed flying fox
By Gemma G
Published 23 September 2022
A tanka poem
Good morning my friend!
My wings spread, flapping quickly.
My friends are dying
Trees have been disappearing.
I feel scared, sad and lonely.
Published 23 September 2022
A tanka poem
Good morning my friend!
My wings spread, flapping quickly.
My friends are dying
Trees have been disappearing.
I feel scared, sad and lonely.