![]() The Cockle PondA Poem by John Hanafin
I stroll around the Cockle Pond,
to try and make my back respond. On the way home the Sun shone fierce, making my eyes fill with tears. If only my mind and back will bond.
© 2015 John HanafinAuthor's Note
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