IN PRAISE OF AUCKLAND

Down at the garden's foot, the plum tree
(In wintertime a bare and glum tree)
             Has now exploded
With blossom, while on television
I see how Nature, in derision,
             Has gone and loaded

Snow onto Christchurch and the highlands
Of Aotearoa's * two main islands.
             I'm glad I live in
Auckland, where on the plum tree's bough
You'll find the only kind of snow
             We get, thank heaven.

 

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