Are you okay,mother?A Poem by andrew mitchell
As mother watched man,
yet again leave his mark on her, now scarred, she suffered another furball. © 2016 andrew mitchell |
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Added on December 14, 2016 Last Updated on December 14, 2016 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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