Growing over me

Let's look longingly
At all that could have been
Yet wasn't to be
It brought us to
You and me

Time grows over all ruins
A blanket of beauty
We need not rebuild
What used to be
We only need
You and me

Stand watching out to see
A tower of gold
A pulpit of old
Proclaiming none but love
A witness to the world of
You and me



Sarah Island, Tasmania

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