The Gift.

The Gift.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

        The Gift.
Given the box of hope,

         wrapped;

            I first

    untied the strings  

               of

           despair.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 19, 2016
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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