My Selfie Poem

             MY SELFIE POEM

I am from a black coach, from a swaying hammock and dripping wet wet suits.

I am from the dark green bush, from the roaring motors.

I am from the slimy lake weed, from the Cobden Netball team.

The Bristly Rimu.

I am from the sounds of birds chirping, from Bains Bay.

I’m from riding motorbikes and white baiting, from a snorting dog and a
sporty brother.

I’m from being late and late nights and from is dinner ready and where’s Milly.

I’m from eat your breakfast and get to bed, from the pages of Pony Club
Secrets, and We Will Rock you.

I am from water skiing and slalom skiing.

I am from boating on lake Brunner.

I’m from Greymouth and, New Zealand. From sausage casserole and
Ice-cream, from great great granddad Dusty.

From a well known painter.

War medals safely hidden at my grandparents.