Separation poem
My parents keep calling
Asking me when will you come back
I miss them I need them
I act fine but no. I say ‘sup how uses going’
I was all The way in Dunedin but they were in Gisborne.
On the plane rehearsing my “hey how's it going”
Sitting there nervous. The planes landing I see them waiting
I have goosebumps.
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