A group of islands, loved and lovely, first a colony -
Strung out like a necklace flung across the southern seas -
Now a beautiful Dominion, God's own gift to us -
A jewel in the Israel crown, a pearl most marvellous
Rich in churches, farms and cities; pastures, cattle, sheep -
where this people British-bred their ancient laws may keep.


First of Britain's family to come to Britain's aid -
In two great world-wide wars - the memory shall not fade -
From the Mother heart that beats in London's sanctuary.
Across the world we hail New Zealand - one of our company.

Winifred Emma May

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-company-of-nations/