The Lifesaver

Pistachio coloured leaves,

Creamy brown bark,

Dove white flowers,

Peeking out at the threatened world,

Unsure and anxious by the cloud of smoke,

Creeping up the once-haven home.

A wonderfully soothing oil for our mind and soul,

Always on the look out to save us,

Always there to listen to our plight.

Every second spent on saving all of us.

'I still have so much to offer,'

The Broadleaf Tea Tree cries out,

Hoping maybe just maybe,

Today would be the day.

'Come and rescue me.'