Thursday, March 3, 2022

A poem from Queenstown

 

So much noise,

but I can't hear a sound,

So much to see,

but I am looking at my screen,

So much to do,

But I am too busy with life,


It starts right here right now,

I will listen

I will see

I will love,

This is New Zealand my home. 

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