Snippet *7A Poem by John MorrisThe Snippet's return. In this one I detail my fears and thoughts as tomorrow I shall meet my father. A man who has no idea I exist.Snippet *7 Father. A word so alien to me. 18 years I’ve lived, 18 years without him. A new father, no knowledge of my life. I’m the alien at childhood’s end, Looking empty to the closing future. One darkened moon left. Then we will collide.
© 2011 John MorrisAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 8, 2011 Last Updated on January 8, 2011 AuthorJohn MorrisCambridgeshire, United KingdomAboutHello Everyone. I know it has been a long time since I last was online but now I am back and ready for it. I have a load of new work from the past year to put on the site once I have done final edi.. more..Writing
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