Arrowtown+poem

Arrowtown!

As i’m driving through the gorge, I remember all the good times with my family, more are yet to be had.

I walk down to the freezing cold river and watch it as it twists and turns like a snake through the grass

The miners huts remind me of the past, when times were tough and life was hard. I often wonder what the miners would think of Arrowtown today?

As the sun sets after another nice central Otago day, i think of all the things Arrowtown means to me family, swimming, barbeques, fun and know when i wake up it happens all again.

I rest my head upon my pillow. I start to fall asleep and dream of the fun times past and look forward to their happy return