A Moment in Time
I heard the rush against my face as I swung down the rusty flying fox.
I heard the grass crackle under my old walking shoes as I proudly walked up the steep dry hill.
I saw the mind blowing view of Lyttleton harbour.
I felt my heart pound pound, pound, and pound I could hear the hooves on the horse crash to the dry paddocks grass.
Dropping as they hit the top of the monstrous hill.
I wondered if the parents would ever be slaves again.
I wondered if I had been good at camp.
Finally I have survived camp.
I heard the rush against my face as I swung down the rusty flying fox.
I heard the grass crackle under my old walking shoes as I proudly walked up the steep dry hill.
I saw the mind blowing view of Lyttleton harbour.
I felt my heart pound pound, pound, and pound I could hear the hooves on the horse crash to the dry paddocks grass.
Dropping as they hit the top of the monstrous hill.
I wondered if the parents would ever be slaves again.
I wondered if I had been good at camp.
Finally I have survived camp.