Just a walk through a park.

Just a walk through a park.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

He saw the light today
Oh joy!
Shine on the ground
his shadow played,
and in the park
he watched a dog
take his balloon
a million miles away.

He eyed the balloon sky high
the little boy just wants to fly
but sitting down he sighs
the years that passed
have not been kind.

An old man on a park bench
throws his time in the air
feeding the birds.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on May 11, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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