![]() SHE"S ALWAYS THEREA Poem by andrew mitchell
As I fall into my reflection
Of my life past. A woman I loved.... Lives in my head now, That lasts and lasts. She shimmers, and ripples my thoughts A tide in and out, she flows rolling on my mind's sandy shores My thoughts carry as the wind blows. She comes as potted colour An annual that never lasts but she remains In my library of memories As she stands out , smiles and laughs.
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4 Reviews Added on March 30, 2015 Last Updated on April 4, 2015 Author![]() andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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