When I ...

When I ...

A Poem by andrew mitchell

There was a time 

when I...
               ...when I ...
...When...
               I ...
When I remembered...
                                  everything!
EVERY...damn....THING!
Now!
         Now
                 ... Now...
... I've... I've ... forgotten.
I...
     I...
          ...I forget.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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So much to think about here Andrew. These lines are not just about growing old. They can also be about changing one's attitude. Why fuss over the small stuff. There are bigger fish to fry comes to mind. I am grateful to forget some stuff as I've got older. Good write, encompasses much.

Chris

Posted 6 Years Ago
i am there.....growing old is a b....

Posted 6 Years Ago

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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