If it was one thing we could do
it was to talk
the words used to flow between us
and Tasmania was vibrant and full
of colours
autumn was the most beautiful time
with clear skies and sun
white beaches and blue water
if it was one thing we could do
It was to communicate
The words used to flow from him to me
and back again
and I have messages on my old
phone I never had the heart to delete
If it was one thing he could do
it was to make me feel loved
life used to flow like a river
effortlessly passing by any bends and corners
and Hobart was rich and vibrant
even when the rain was pouring down