The Australian Bush

The silent whisper of the trees,
Now seems loud when near them,
The trees tell me ‘Take care of this stunning land,
It won’t be here forever’
The tall, straight trees,
And the beautiful flowers,
Are part of the Australian bush,
All the flying animals, 
And all those that walk,
Are part of the Australian Bush,
The hot summer days,
And the cold winter nights, 
Are part of the Australian Bush.
The beautiful waterfalls, lakes and lagoons,
And the amazing desert and grasslands, 
Are part of the Australian Bush.
And now as I walk away.
I look back and the trees sing in harmony.