The mortgage

The mortgage

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The mortgage.
When time was mortgaged
my repayments on time,
given no extension
It was I.....
who was running out.
Time.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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the dreaded Mort (death) Gage. Clever as always.

Blessings

EL

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you El for gracing my page:).
we always seem to be running out of time...for a variety of reasons...and alluding to a variety of things in life.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you j for your words

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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