Walk with me through the park one last time.
I want to watch you marvel at the colours Mother Nature created,
Watch the creases in the corners of your eyes as your smile grows,
To hear you giggle as you see the leaves tumble to the earth,
To hold your hand as we walk through the park one last time.
Walk with me through the bookshop one last time.
I want to hear your gasp as you see a novel you've been searching for,