Mixups #9

Andrew Charles Forrest

Love is somewhere, we feel safe

Home is a feeling, not a place

  • Author: Andrew Charles Forrest (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2019 08:00
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 23
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  • Michael Edwards

    Super gem of a write.

    • Andrew Charles Forrest

      Thanks Michael
      I'm working on saying as little as possible
      Nowhere near you title 'A' just yet but I'm getting there
      Can't wait for 'B'

      • Michael Edwards

        Not started it yet but with this encouragement I will .

        • Michael Edwards

          How\'s that for a quick response - just written one - will post tomorrow. Called Be.

          • Andrew Charles Forrest

            Well, I am impressed and the title 100% bigger than 'A'
            I can't wait how am I going to sleep now???

            • Andrew Charles Forrest

              Is Sea on the horizon???

              • Michael Edwards

                No - it's all at C - might wave goodbye to the idea.

                • Andrew Charles Forrest

                  • Andrew Charles Forrest

                    Shame i have an idea for an e-book
                    Alpha Betty Po ETRY

                  • Neville

                    read, enjoyed, memorized and filed under E for excellent.... N

                  • orchidee

                    A fine write Andrew.

                  • orchidee

                    Oops, I'm working, maybe not intentionally, on saying as much as possible - or so it seems sometimes. I think 'I'll just do a little write', and then... I waffle? lol

                  • Goldfinch60

                    So very true on both accounts .

                  • Neville

                    just popped back to visit these super words, because they are indeed super...

                    • Andrew Charles Forrest

                      you're most very welcome any time

                      • Neville

                        ............. Pleasure Andrew & tis all mine... Neville



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