To sit and watch the rest of life breeze bythrough glass; On bench, I close my eyes and think.It’s just my way to wave the day goodbye.with fresh brewed coffee from my cup I drink.I’ve no concern to let expletives flyI’de rather share my addled thoughts with ink.Through happy faces Morpeth fools my soul,but sink…
To sit and watch the rest of life breeze by
through glass; On bench, I close my eyes and think.
It’s just my way to wave the day goodbye.
with fresh brewed coffee from my cup I drink.
I’ve no concern to let expletives fly
I’de rather share my addled thoughts with ink.
Through happy faces Morpeth fools my soul,
but sink or swim? It’s under my control.
Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.
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