I had
an Australian lady
on the phone
yesterday;
the longer
the conversation
went on,
I started
to adopt
her accent;
I couldn't
stop it;
I had
to end it
before it got
too noticeable.
Written by my late son Oliver Collett(1984-2014)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Terry. Sounds like Oliver had a great sense of humour. Very sorry of your loss. So special having these great memories.