The Land We Stand Upon
By Mya G V D H
Published 19 September 2023
The land we stand upon,
Big and colourful,
Bright and shining,
My feet crunching, shuffling, through the crispy leaves.
“Whoosh!” I hear the dancing wind,
It drums upon my ears like an elegant swan.
I ponder through this heavenly bush, with gumtrees like giants,
The dusty dry air, flowing through my hair.
It gets caught in my mouth, but I don’t care,
What a wonderful sight to see,
All the busy bees buzzing,
All the majestic kangaroos hopping.
As I exit this shaded, sweeping paradise,
I come upon the ocean, flowing with motion,
It glistens as it gives me goosebumps.
As I stare at this sleeping beauty, my feet sink in the sand.
Seagulls sing a symphony and the crabs take percussion,
Waves towering, as it whistles its tune,
Starfish sunbaking in the warm light,
As I drift off to sleep.