Still...

Still...

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Turning your pages
I read you so well
Your moods, your likes
Time has allowed;
Your book.

Now, our chapters
Our stories shared
The cries, the laughter
Of years together;
On turning our pages
I read you so well 
                    .........still.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Added on June 29, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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