Darrius Sutherland, Grade 7
Looks like an oasis in the desert.
Surrounded by dry grass.
Paddocks surrounding the house with dry stubble and rocks.
Kangaroos are hiding in the shade of the bushes.
Rabbits hiding in every warren in the bush.
Birds are the whistle in the wind.
Dams as clear as a brand new pane of glass.
The sky is the ocean in the air.
Whistling wind wailing wildly.
The trees talk to the bushes down below.
Small brown bats bolt in the night sky.
Roaring tractors run through the crops.
Seeding row after row without any stops.
Living here is where I belong.