The Pleading Regent Honeyeater

Yellow and black speckles,
Fluttering in the blue sky.
Where are you going, Regent Honeyeater,
Flying ever so high?

Soaring over the Eucalyptus woodlands,
Devastated at the burnt site.
Fresh tears formed in its bright eyes,
As it continued on its flight.

Marvellous Miss Mistletoe flowers,
Why are you hiding from me?
How am I going to feed my baby,
When there is no nectar from any trees?

Back in a deep, dark hollow hole,
My frightened starving baby hides alone.
Urgently crying out for humans' help,
Its species almost completely gone.