My home. My bush

My bush is never silent!

The crisp breeze rushes through the leaves tickling my ears.

The morning dew drips down onto my skin.

 The sun starts seeping through the leaves sending a warm sensation throughout my body.

A kookaburra laughs.

It echoes through the valley. 

I stop in my tracks.

A breathtaking sight, the bright sun high in the sky glistening off the river below.

The warm wind blows through my hair.

A screech fills the air a black cockatoo.

Flies through the sky. 

Leaves flutter down from above.

I look up, sun blinding my eyes.

A koala sitting up there chomping on the green leaves of a towering gum tree.

An echidna scrabbles on the floor 

through the thick undergrowth.

My home is NEVER silent!