THE POHUTUKAWA’S MIRROR
The sea was like a brilliant; flashing gem That shone and twinkled in the sun’s bright rays; It whirled and eddied or lay calm and still, Or, tipped with foam, it plunged into the bays. Afar out, seagulls, with loud echoing cries, Wheeled and dipped into the cool misty green. Nearer the beach, pohutukawa trees bent And kissed the water’s gleaming golden sheen. And saw, reflected as in a mirror, Down in the ocean’s misty pearly gloom, The beauty of their shining polished leaves, And the glory of each radiant scarlet bloom. They learnt the wonders of the caverns there, The secrets that alone the mermaids knew— Of how they made the precious pinky pearls, Anu how they made the dancing sea look blue. —Joy Hill, aged 15.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 816, 9 November 1929, Page 31
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131THE POHUTUKAWA’S MIRROR Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 816, 9 November 1929, Page 31
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