Tuesday, June 2, 2009

One Morning I Saw A Man Comments

Rating: 4.3

One morning I saw a man
who looked at me
with red eyes
and his beard,
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Gert Strydom
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Sylvia Frances Chan 01 February 2018

Hilarious from one side and saddest from the other side. We all have such a mirror, but in poems we are exaggerating constantly, no? Otherwise it is no poem. I have enjoyed a very lot! A brilliant clue, excellent poem! A REN and myriads more for the Vote.

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Smiley Hooker 02 June 2009

this is a very touching poem. unfortunately we all grow old, dear poet. that's why it's important for us to live life to the fullest and grow old elegantly. smile! : -)

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Gert Strydom

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