The places we have yet to go
She sailed in, on the words of her mother. He sat in the islands made by his father, erected on the backs of the woman they made take their name Cross contaminated, we raced together to the shoulders of the atua we were born from. Dust, light and love, everything I like about myself was given to me, I inherited the dream. Nurturing and caring, she has been my protector. Pushing me to be my best, he has helped me become better. I use this as a time to say thanks, to those who are the reason I’m here, And I make it my promise that we will continue to grow, love and share. Ma still struggles to digest the complexities of Harry Potter Baba swears by his new diet, and the Law of Attraction My parents let me see them as human, so I grew up having attainable goals Brown eyes still twinkle as they spot a hard-to-pronounce-name on a white page Our queen came from the first bus out of Huntly Dad lived everywhere, Tūākau to Te Atatū We come from hard workers, to put it bluntly Affording us the opportunities one could only dream of, for that, my gratitude What a dream that is, what a reality it will become. Wherever we may travel, we take our family with us I am not the first, I won't be the last We progress, while upholding our tradition
Elisapeta Stowers Fion O'Casaigh Janhavi Gosavi Matthew Casey
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