Friday, May 17, 2019

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Standing on an old discarded garden rake
never falls in the arms of his Colleen,
in that ever-clumsy gardener scene.
Or sawing through a bough, eating corncake
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Mark Heathcote
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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 May 2019

The arms never fall ratherv these protect us. As we notice he s ever happy. Standing on an old discarded garden he gains many memories. This poem is definitely very brilliantly penned.10

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