You won’t believe what your mummy is capable of.
Every night, under Tasmanian skies,
I thought of you.
The stars filled the sky, from North to South,
East to West.
And each night, we saw the moon, change it’s form.
Aru, I was in a forest.
In the dead of the night.
And I was in some sort of a heaven.
I can’t explain it.
Your city, swag, gourmet loving mum can’t explain it.
Maybe Daddy can.
He says he always knew it was in me.
From the moment he met me.
And I know.
Maybe one day,
We’ll peel back the layers,
And find your Tasmanian mummy,
In the city mummy.