And what’s to be said
When dastardly Hell is done
And the road once walked
Has since been run
From the sea to the valley
Oh may it be clear
That the hike to the mountaintop
Will e’er shed one’s fear
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
I contribute to Cosmofunnel where you’ll find a guided universe of poetry and art.
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