goodwillA Poem by andrew mitchell
My goodwill collects;
My sweat on grass Running, nourishing. The goodwill given Grasses in need No thanks required. My service, the needy. I groom the lawn I feed its thirst So they feel They belong. A sweat drop in motion Nourishing one's grass. .....mine
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1 Review Added on June 5, 2015 Last Updated on June 5, 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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