Time Together Is Home

Morning light on the dusty road, two engines humming, off they go. Laughing loud with

the wind on their face, every mile a shared embrace. While some clouds

where the tall trees sway, tree Surgeon strong working night and day.

But when the tools are put away, he's back with dad

come what may. Hands get dirty, hearts stay clean. Living life in

between the scenes. Because time is the treasure, time is the gold.

More than the stories will ever be told. Riding motorbikes, guitars in tune.

Flying aeroplanes under wide blue moons. Side by side, wherever we roam. Time together