A karoro glides with their friends in the sky.
It sees human-shaped figures at po,
then flies away.
There are happy children making little stick people
with their fingers and hair on the windows.
It notices some female birds that
are going to hiki a baby karoro in a new egg.
In the sky, there are clouds shaped into peacocks and tigers.
There are plants growing green leaves in the dirt brown ground.
The karoro’s tupuna rest underground.
Their bodies are long gone,
but their light souls watch over the karoro and his flock
as they catch delicious food to eat.
Melanie’s writing journey 