You flew on my swansong.

You flew on my swansong.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

You flew on my swansong.
Was not my swansong
that captured your heart
taking you to new heights
of enlightenment,
only to see you
fly away, experienced.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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