Ripple as movement, stirs the trees
Gentle ruffling, a cooling breeze
Whilst sun beats down, without a break
Paths and roads, continue to bake

Sky so blue, not a cloud to be seen
Grass and leaves, still brilliant green
Water, we're told in short supply
Tanker can deliver, many will buy

Rural rely on rainfall, filling tanks
River's water reduced, within its banks
Market gardens, and livestock need
Fresh sparkling water, so life can feed

As New Zealand, copes with the heat
Coming quickly, Autumn will beat
March and April, soon will send
Cooling evenings, with rain our friend