Kakadu
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Giulia Duarte-glazer, Grade 6
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Poetry
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2009
The wind blowing, birds following. The green grass growing, with the rays of sun glimering upon it. It may have just had to resist heavy rainfall but water wont do it any harm. The trees swaying side to side, the leaves rattle with the wind. Take one look and you feel like you have entered another planet. All thoughts of war, fights and money have left your mind whilst thoughts of peace and nature replace them. You have entered heaven, as some people might say, that you hope expands over the surface of the earth. You close your eyes and the beautiful motion picture is still there. You can do or feel whatever you want, no one is watching. Colours of blue, green, brown, black, yellow and white are tossed around all over the place. Then before you know it, forces of nature are here and sunset begins. This moment is too precious to lose. The tiny black and white birds in the sky are getting ready to rest their head. They fly around the sky, wings flapping like crazy. Ten minutes go by and they've stopped. They are asleep. Kakadu.