There were no goals, just points!

There were no goals, just points!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

She made a point 
of no return,
while he made
a point of leaving,
t'was the only time
the two points touched
in agreeance.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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