Turangawaewae
Turangawaewae I glanced down feeling the cold breeze flow past me. The view in front of me was magnificent. I watched the waves wash the sand in . The smell of the sizzling sausages was the best. The hearing of kids playing in the sand felt calming. I layed down feeling the heat of the sun on me . I knew this was the place. I placed myself on the soft sand for a while then I stood up to see that the sizzling sausages were almost ready. The flavor of the sausages was delicious . I feast both eyes on the horizon. Mission bay was where I stood, where I felt welcomed home. I said my last goodbyes before I left. So long Mission bay I say watching it become much smaller as we drive away.