It’s a  question of when?

It’s a question of when?

A Poem by andrew mitchell

There’s no doubt about when,
the time will come when
we’ll all have the answers
until then, we’ll just wait
for when to show up.

Next week, we’ll find out
how how is going and
what’s what been up too!

But in the meantime
let’s wait for when
for when will have the answers
and who will have the questions.



© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 25, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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