There’s a speck on the map,
Far east of Port Macquarie,
An island of steep mountains
Reef rimmed and far from worry,
Barefooted kids at schools
No keys to lock your door
No mobile phones nor wifi
A place where nature rules
The birds live unafraid
They’ll come to you when called
A cooee or a warble
At your feet the Petrels fall,
At the water’s edge
Fish greet you
Turtles lie and let you watch
The sharks just saunter by
And the coral, there’s so much!
The nights alive with bird calls
The stars within your reach
No cars to ruin the peacefulness
Bikes take us to the beach
Eutopia discovered
(The cafes heavenly too),
Lord Howe we will return again,
But Lord how we’ll miss you!
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