THE LUGGAGE ONE KEEPSA Poem by andrew mitchell
A moment in time
I remember so clear Like a ghost that haunts It comes and disappears. Now a chapter in time Yet it seems so close I reach out to touch It fades and is lost. A moment that's past Fragmented in time Located somewhere In the back of my mind. To bring back to life So near yet so far Like trying to reach That far away star. Wandering and lingering Through my mind's door A moment worth embracing And how i want more.
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2 Reviews Added on March 1, 2015 Last Updated on March 1, 2015 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..Writing
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