Growing up was Incomprehensible!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Growing up he thought,
grandparents were always grandparents as were parents being parents. little did he know he would be a parent, he would be a grandparent and that he would reach his end. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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Added on August 25, 2018 Last Updated on August 25, 2018 Authorandrew 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.. |

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