Poetry Poem by Gerard Woods

Poetry

Rating: 3.0


Poetry and I don't go hand in hand much,
but now and again our fingers touch.

Sunday, July 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allotey Abossey 23 July 2015

Good, as poets we've got to train ourselves to catch up with the skill. Good

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