It was one way.

It was one way.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I wandered the path
of no return
it was time laid,
a life’s journey
from a beginning
to an end.
I wanted to go back
when I found memory lane
I’m happy now.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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One way. We can't relive it and change it, but we can certainly reflect on our journey both the good and bad parts. Memory can be both a blessing and a curse.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

I’m just gob smacked how quickly time goes by. Thank you Chris.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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