ta-ta, coolest little capital in the World

here, the tui sing
the moreporks hoot
and Wellington glistens on the water
from our much-appreciated deck

the wind blows but
the sun shines
the washing on the line feels
cold from the Northerly

Armi brings in
skinks, wetas, blackbirds
all unassuming, innocent and (trying to)
go about their separate ways

Doris the spider
keeps us company
leading her complex and alien
life on the brick and mortar

now, this phase ends and
a new one starts
trading glittering harbour reflections
and comforting small town-ness

for hot summers
and warmer winters
Rangitoto Island and the Sky Tower
exciting city hustle and bustle

Wellington, our
'Honeymoon' home
we have enjoyed your quirkiness
and being residents of our capital

will the tui still sing?
will the morepork still hoot?
Coolest little capital in the world,
I would not be surprised if we return, one day.