Rod Morris

Rookie - 171 Points (14-09-1934 / Auckland, New Zealand)

Secrets Of Life

I've learnt the secrets of my land, of cool snowflake and warm white sand.
Of mighty trees that stand so tall, of whispering grass, of moreporks call.
I know the song of babbling brook; of quietness in a fern filled nook.
Of windswept coast and crashing sea, of a bush bound lake's serenity.

Felt the heartbeat of a mountain high, as it hurled abuse at a clear blue sky.
Inhaled the scent from fields of flowers, bright blossoms hang from laden boughers.

Gazed at night skies stars and moon

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