Hello and welcome back to my blog today I will be sharing my poem about my Turangawaewae.
The place where the sand flys and the trees blow,
Where when the fresh air makes a tear there's always a rainbow near.
The trees are green as green as a grasshopper all year round with there big leafs and tall trunks,
You go round the corner and you see the river with water glistening like polished diamond,
The grass sways in never ending paddocks,
Oreti beach, Invercargill is my Turangawaeawae
Where is you turangawaewae?
