Through the mind of doors.

Through the mind of doors.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Through the frontiers of mind
the more I saw
the less I knew
until my window
became a door.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Yes . . . stepping into life with all the curiosity one can muster! Could never understand how so many people are not the least bit curious about things around them. Thanks for sharing this with us, mate.
Tom

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Thank you Tom for your words and support like so many others who grace my page. Much appreciated.
When we are wise enough to turn the window into a door, we have matured. A lot said in a few words here, Andrew. Lydi**

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Appreciate you stopping by Lydia and for your kind words.:)
the older i get, the less i know...but i feel understand more than ever.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

yes indeed and how we need more time!

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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