Matariki
Twinkling in the cold, blue sky, they shine upon those who believe.
Glamorously, glistening they cannot blend in.
Hints of the gold whetu shimmering can quiet a noisy audience.
When the bright, moonlight awakens the trees they gaze at the
sparkling night sky with curiosity. As the fragrant flowers gracefully
sway in the breeze, they stare up at the glittery sky with hope,
wanting the moment to last forever. Seven whetu always with
your heart, even when they disappear.
Glamorously, glistening they cannot blend in.
Hints of the gold whetu shimmering can quiet a noisy audience.
When the bright, moonlight awakens the trees they gaze at the
sparkling night sky with curiosity. As the fragrant flowers gracefully
sway in the breeze, they stare up at the glittery sky with hope,
wanting the moment to last forever. Seven whetu always with
your heart, even when they disappear.
By Willow
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