"What are you doing today?" one asks. "Just surfing!" I replied.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Surfing down
The corridors of life Riding every wave Admiring the view An ocean of possibilities Its all up to you. A turn here, down there, Twist here, up there, turn..... Small wave, big wave, Many waves confront you; The challenges of life. The essence of life splashes your thoughts As you fall off, get back on Riding the waves of time. You control your destiny; Guiding your board given. 'Till the wave petters out Across the shore, In foamy ripples. Dead is the breeze And a life..... no more.
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5 Reviews Added on April 7, 2015 Last Updated on April 7, 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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