The shrinking book of memories verse.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The clouds covered
the thoughts of today
while the opening of the almanac containing the pages of life released the butterflies of memories, the book on turning will become smaller tomorrow. The book of life unlike the length of string does have an ending. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on June 23, 2019 Last Updated on June 23, 2019 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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