Thursday, 6 October 2016


No strings attached,
You had always said,
Those eggs hatched,
Memories won't fade,
My eyes, always cry,
Tears, just won't dry,
Hours, on my phone,
Photos I took of you,
Having a cream cone,
What now should I do,
You're gone, am lone.

Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

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