MichaelA Poem by jollypolly2Michael
Mother died of cancer father dead with his own gun. Passed around to brother, to sister, to brother again with the picture of his dead father still in the back of his head. He'd found him! Two like spirits met, Michael and my son, friends for eternity.
He returned from Adelaide, a brother's place--unmanageable he stayed with us two recalcitrant spirits. Wacky weed in the cupboard he confessed 'It's mine!' Too much for me find another home-- wherever he lived he was homeless-- one motorbike two boys one helmet. My son survived the crash. October 20 1989.
October 11 1994 the wail of a new spirit entering the world--his namesake, Michael.
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jollypolly2Perth, AustraliaAboutI am studying writing at Edith Cowan University in Perth, Australia, as a mature aged (61) student. My aim was to write to subsidise my pension, although it is very hard to get published. I enjoy univ.. more..Writing
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