Returning from a green travel,

Doe and fawn looked around,

Stunned as new tree and shrubs unravel,

Astonished at their house turning round,

Wondering at a new palm in the outback,

Taking everything in the sunflowers stare back,

Tree blooms big yellow and green from corner snug,

Earth is covered in a fresh grass rug,

Happily, fawn goes about grazing,

But mother's ears are vigil and standing,

All this is noted and stored,

By a few breezing canna red,

Smiling at the land restored,

 Peeping out from its sleeping bed.