His frame is like a picture
Mounted high upon the wall
Surprised he looks aghast
At the others they're disturbing
So principled a stance
Replaced by the pragmatic
Conciliation to the forefront
One stands languished quite perturbing
Let me out let's get it done
Moving forward without a warning
Will we all still be standing
When we wake in the morning
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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.
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