I wrote this poem about one of Australia's birds that ruin gardens far and wide, the Brush Turkey.
Nature is the best medicine, check out my little poem I woke and wrote this morning
Be determined, stand up for your beliefs
Little creatures with furry hides Run and scuttle from every stride Innocents with simple minds To seek, eat and always hide Small beating hearts under shadows of wings
If any of you have read my previous posts you must gather by now I do a lot of walking! Usually with
Sydney has so many beautiful beaches and national parks. Every day I walk my dogs. At least 3 times a week I will