The Amazing Orange Flowered Wattle

Woosh! The wattle as bright as the sun sways and blows through the wind. When it calms down I try and touch it but I take my hand away before I burn myself.

The brown branches sway gently through the wind. When the crazy wild wind eases I try and smell the sweet wattle. It smells as good as chocolate cake. I see the orange wattle as bright as the sun.

I cut myself when I try and touch the prickly wattle. The wattle is as sharp as knives (ouch!) The branches are long brown snakes and the wattle flowers are orange suns.