When I grow up I want to be a poet.A Poem by andrew mitchell
One day I’m
going to be a poet but I’m not wearing a bonnet to create a sonnet nor will I make a quatrain from a migraine. One day when I grow up I’m going to be a poet .... to be or not to be that is a poet.... dreams,dreams, just dreams. © 2020 andrew mitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 15, 2020 Last Updated on December 15, 2020 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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