Sunny
by Kyla Holmes
I remember trees with leaves like pounamu
I remember Mum cutting up the juiciest watermelon
I remember playing What’s the Time Mr Wolfie with my family
under the sun.
I remember the sound of the birds chirping like flutes
I remember the pen writing in my book under the maple tree
I remember splashing in the river at Rai Valley
I miss wearing my blue jandals
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