Sunday, 9 April 2017

The old man with the sticks







I saw him

walking with the sticks

bundled ,

under his arm.

Shuffling along

slowly

going home,

to his fire.  
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2 comments:

  1. Kathryn9 April 2017 at 21:47

    And now I see him too xxx

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  2. Anna11 June 2017 at 11:25

    Wow ! Hallo my little one, it's so good to have you back, I've missed you so ! xx

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