Polynesian Tapestry Poem by Ronni ManoaHofbauer

I am a tapestry of island dreams,
Woven with threads from distant shores.
In my veins, a symphony of seas,
A heritage that forever soars.

Polynesian blood, the core of me,
An exquisite formula, rich and rare.
Irish wit dances in my eyes,
A sprinkle of laughter in the air.

Asian spice seasons my soul,
A dash of fire, a hint of zest.
Samoan strength courses through,
In every heartbeat, I am blessed.

Tuvaluan grace, a gentle tide,
Flows in my movements, smooth and true.
A blend of cultures, a work of art,
In every cell, a vibrant hue.

Proud to be Polynesian, I stand tall,
A living bridge of islands and more.
Many components, one beating heart,
A testament to shores my ancestors saw.

In this mix, I find my pride,
A celebration of all I am.
Polynesian roots reach deep and wide,
Anchoring me in this vast ocean's span.