Let us consider the humble brick, So many long by so many wide, just a couple thick. Stuck to it’s neighbor by mortar and sweat, Guarding the house from sun, storm or wet, Part of your wall and mine, Silent sentinel, recorder in time, Old as the hills…..Older than mans’ way, Made of pure history……..God’s own clay!
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Posted: May 2013
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Hi everyone...hope you are all keeping well....xxx...Andrew
Hello Andrew....good to see you. I see you are still writing great works of art. Hope all is well with you
andrew149OPSouthbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKMay 18, 2013
Hi Lady Jewel, I am pleased you liked it, thankyou...Andrew...xxx
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoMay 18, 2013
This is a fine piece Andrew,you haven't lost one bit of your touch.
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USAMay 18, 2013
Hey my old friend..you've been greatly missed around here fellow. Someone reported that they thought they had seen you wandering around the castle grounds and then disappeared into the woods. I merely comforted them and said, 'He's contemplating his next great poem.' 'Consider this..' I was right.
andrew149OPSouthbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKMay 18, 2013
Thankyou Shadow, I am pleased that you liked it....just popping in for a little while....lol....Andrew...xxx
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USAMay 18, 2013
Consider this as well..The Greenies have been asking about you too. I mean really..a bunch of frogs? You mustbe something special..lol.
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Thank you, loved this xxx
around here fellow. Someone reported that
they thought they had seen you wandering
around the castle grounds and then disappeared
into the woods. I merely comforted them and said,
'He's contemplating his next great poem.'
'Consider this..'
I was right.
about you too. I mean really..a bunch of frogs? You mustbe something special..lol.