Life is to a prison
As dirt is to a mole
It's all we've ever known
Because we've never seen the whole.
The prison is to the release
As the dirt is to the sky
Just because you live in dirt
Doesn't mean you'll never fly.
VERY CLEVER PIECE...ASTUTE ANALOGIES...NOT AN EASY TASK TO ESTABLISH A STATEMENT OF IMPACT IN APOEM OF BRIEVITY... YOU PULLED IT OFF WELL......'''''''''''''''''FRANK
VERY CLEVER PIECE...ASTUTE ANALOGIES...NOT AN EASY TASK TO ESTABLISH A STATEMENT OF IMPACT IN APOEM OF BRIEVITY... YOU PULLED IT OFF WELL......'''''''''''''''''FRANK
Like your play on words and images.Nice wee poem Regards, Sid John.
Make of this what you want. Can apply this to almost anything. Another 10. Please write more, Jack. Love, Fran xx
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I would like to translate this poem
Why has Frank done two lots of comments, both the same? Maybe ignorance is bliss. PPPPPPPP