Guardian of the Eucalyptus
In the land of the sunburnt plains and sea, A koala rests in a eucalyptus tree. With fur as soft as the morning mist, And eyes that gleam in the dawn's first kiss.
High above the ground, in leafy embrace, He finds his solace, his tranquil space. Among the verdant leaves, he chews and dreams, While the world below in gold sunlight gleams.
A symbol of calm in the land Down Under, He holds his kingdom with gentle wonder. In the canopy where the breezes play, He watches the world in a sleepy sway.
From dawn's early light to twilight's sigh, He'll guard his tree under the endless sky. In Australia’s heart, where wild spirits roam, The koala’s tree is his sacred home.
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