UNKNOWABLEA Poem by Phil RobertsNo-one knows how bad it was And nobody knows how good I wear my smile with bright abandon Like the days of happy hedonism But most of my scars are kept out of sight Too ugly and brutal to show They're no-one's business but mine The lines on my face Are my long service medals I never expected so many Years or medals By Phil Roberts © 2016 Phil Roberts |
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Added on January 16, 2016 Last Updated on January 16, 2016 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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