The Numbat

I have a stripy back like a zebra, 

I can see the sunlight glistening through the leaves.

When can I roam around without worrying?

I can sense a predator approaching from behind.

I trudge through eucalypt woodlands and forests,

I hear the leaves whispering in the wind.

I hide in dark shallow logs.

When will I be able to find food peacefully?

The sunlight shines down onto the log,

I'm munching on baby termites.

I see the trees swaying peacefully in the cold night air.

When will we get some help?

I hear footsteps in the distance,

I run with others to find shelter.

I feel cold and frightened.

I sense a predator approaching from behind.