A poem
Cynicism is old chair
where you sink -- how true. Nice one.
''My grandmother said
each day is a badly wrapped gift:
torn paper, tangled ribbon,
but inside there's always something
we needed without knowing it.''
What a lovely phrase Andre! Great poem!
Cynicism is old chair
where you sink -- how true. Nice one.
''My grandmother said
each day is a badly wrapped gift:
torn paper, tangled ribbon,
but inside there's always something
we needed without knowing it.''
What a lovely phrase Andre! Great poem!