Nature's Journey

Leaves are falling

birds are calling. 

The river is flowing, 

winter is going.

Koala bears are climbing trees,

they are also eating leaves.

The sunshine is bright,  

the moon waits until night. 

The sea on the east,

goannas having a feast.

The land on the west,

this land is the best.

The sky is blue,

the kookaburras flew,

animals move through river bends, 

and this poem is at an end.