A gallop around the hay! Maybe a frolic?

A gallop around the hay! Maybe a frolic?

A Poem by andrew mitchell

While the world
out there is celebrating
their success from indulging,
my mind is just a stable
where thoughts gallop
around the bend
digesting ideas
that come to rest
on the bales.
Who ever said
make hay while the
sun shines didn’t say
you could be allergic.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 13, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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