Genevieve Le Chan
The enduring world is in our hands,
I see the vibrant shades of this land,
I went to Patagonia and saw a natural wonder,
When thunder towered the city I thought the world would sunder.
I went Alaska where hikers climb,
Orcas fly and I can’t keep track of time.
I went to Kenya, dripping with sweat,
Animals and plants were all that I met.
I went to Venice where rivers circle the town,
At dusk and dawn it’s as gold as a crown.
I went to Switzerland and climbed the tallest mountain,
I drank the purest water from a natural fountain.
I went to Russia, St Pertersburg to be specific,
The view there is absolutely terrific.
I went to Bhutan which is very small,
And saw the dragon king behind the stone wall
I went to the Land Of The Rising Sun,
It is busy but also very fun,
I went to The Congo and became soaking wet,
The natives are so different to the Aussies I met.
I went to New Zealand, North and South,
And put sweet delicious Kiwi’s in my mouth.
I went to Samoa’s forest with pockets of blue,
I felt the fresh water slip through my shoe.
Our lands are separated by borders,
Without them all could be in order.
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