New Zealand Poem

NEW ZEALAND

By Kailey

Remember that time,

When you went on a trip around New Zealand,

In that humid, old caravan.

Remember how you started in Paeroa,

And stared at the giant L&P,

Standing before you.

Remember how you took a big gulp

Of L&P and how it

Fizzed and popped in your mouth.

That is New Zealand.

Remember that time,

When you travelled down to Rotorua, 

And watched the bubbles

Swarm all over the mud pools.

Remember the burst of a geyser,

As it does it’s best

To reach the clouds.

Remember that stinky smell

Of sulphur.

That is New Zealand.

Remember that time,

When you zoomed down to Queenstown.

Remember the exciting feeling,

When you slipped your

Skis onto your feet.

Remember how the snow

Jumped into the winter atmosphere,

As the gravity

Pulled you down to the end.

That is New Zealand.

Remember that time,

When you carried on down to Dunedin,

And entered your biggest dream.

Remember that mouth watering

Stream of chocolate,

And the excitement,

As you raced to each taste-testing station.

Remember that drooling smell

As you stared aimlessly through the glass.

That is New Zealand.

Inspired by That was Summer by Marci Ridlon