When I first held her close
My lungs filled with the scent
Of honeysuckle roses
My heart began to quiver
As Cupids arrow was
Skillfully delivered,
She told me of her homeland.
The grass is the deepest hue
Accenting the trees of green
The air is so invigorating
So crisp and so clean.
Zena and Hercules were
Filmed here as well as
Films of land in times of old
Even films of warriors
Bracing for a serve cold.
My raven haired beauty
Had so many lore to tell
Closing my eyes I feel
The soothing seas air.
It has been years since I saw
My beauty beyond compare
When I think of her homeland
Oh how I want to be there
Beside her in the land she loves
Her wondrous land New Zealand.
JJSweets 27Jan20 15:50 hrs
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