Our special walk.
Zane, 12The water laps onto the shore
I lick my ice block, from the store
A tui takes off from a pohutakawa, soaring
A dog comes running out from the bushes, it’s finished exploring
A calm breeze sweeps over the small bridge,
A Pied Stilt takes off from a ridge,
A jet ski roars past,
Round the corner, sun-rays
These are the best days..