A life's sweep.

A life's sweep.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

He no longer could.....
sweep up the recollections
on life's floor
spilt.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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When the memory departs the body ... somewhere those memories still live. This write touched me. Andrew:)

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you Pryde, yes Alzheimer's, dementia are terrible things to endure by everyone.
we are our own janitors...and sometimes the complications of our lives get even too messy for us to clean up...

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

thank you j for stopping by

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Added on July 21, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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