Sun-Kissed Country

The sun-kissed dryland, a country.

Koalas in the trees, kangaroos hop the crisp ground,

lush gum trees brushing through the gust, a show of green.

The sun-kissed dryland brightens, a vibrant scene.

Brighter, stronger, higher,

the light of the growing orange empowers.

But a smoky shadow rises, it creeps, changing the view,

a burst of orange and red, an uncontrollable raging hue.

The sun-kissed dryland, a chaotic scene.

Savage and lively,

no more vibrant green.