Wednesday, 30 March 2016

Where I call home

                   Where I call home
  
Beside the roads 
orange soldier's guide the way.

On damp days the smell of wet concrete 
makes its way up into my nose.

On cold days stormy air filters its way around 
And makes its way to where The black eyed
Fantail sits on the tree tops.

From in the car I see mountains 
They send a shiver down my spine.

At the end of a long day I crouch 
Down by the 
Fire 
On a cold winter's night .

That's where I call home
Otautahi Christchurch! 

2 comments:

  1. Wow Matilda you just get better and better and better you a are such incredible writer. Don't stop and don't let anyone ruin your writing!! Or else I might not be able to read such fabulous writing. Your blog is one of my favourites. I love it when you day orange soldiers guide the way it really makes me feel home. From your friend Lily-Grace Saunders.

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  2. You you are so so soo good Matilda! Your writing keeps improving more and more. I
    like how you said (looking at the mountains a shiver runs down my spine.

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