Happy Little Poem

Happy Little Poem

Nelson,

that crisp little seaside town.

You can rely on it.

Large yellow sun on the weather-map

day after day.

Expansive views to be had,

if only the eyes are open.

This evening the stars

twinkle, off in space.

Alien life forms

comment to each other about the bright,

crisp view they have

of the little town at the 'V' of the bay,

at the top of the big island,

beside the fish shaped island,

at the lower end

of the Pacific Ocean, on the planet

known as Earth.

They note the abundance

of oxygen, water and food.

They focus in on people who can

relax and enjoy time creatively.

Comment, as they tend their rockeries,

on the clarity of the air

compared to other places,

humid, foggy places

cloud covered or haze infested...

I hope they aren't thinking of paying us a visit.