The harvester.

The harvester.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

While life allows
one to reap
what they sow,
time harvests all
those that have aged
only to be ready
for the next crop.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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So philosophical this evening, Andrew. The Mrs. must've given you food for thought. No random harvest, that.

Posted 7 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

7 Years Ago

Maybe malika lol

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andrew mitchell
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