Freycinet by Angela O’Connor


Freycinet

Freycinet so far away
but everyday I see you.
Your wineglass bay looks
at me whenever I close
my distant eyes.

Golden sunset, white sands and
ice cold water. The Antarctic
winds never mimic another.
Bountiful land I love you so.
Untouched by man-
unfortunately no.

Still you are here, for all to see;
Freycinet never that far away.

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