Blood and bone I thee give

Blood and bone I thee give

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When death becomes me
stripped naked
I shed my skin
of mortality,
my blood and bones
will enrich Mother Earth
as I give back
what I have taken.

© 2022 andrew mitchell


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Isn't that the truth??? Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Amazing title and sad reality for all of us. But we have hope.
Who will keep your scepter Emperor Andrew???

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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