Words By Andrew

Seen Again

Seen Again

My soul is bare

able to be looked upon 

by any who cares

under the cover of darkness 

my soul does quiver

unable to imagine 

what a new day will bring

as slivers of daylight appear

I’m ready to be seen again.

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Andrew Ballard

Andrew Ballard

I'm 60 years old living with a rare autoimmune disease Mastocytosis, this year I started writing free verse poetry and short stories mainly for my own satisfaction. I find it very therapeutic and if others enjoy reading my prose, then that's a bonus. When you find a passion it can put pain and discomfort in the background. I have a lifetime of words to get out, that's why this website is called wordsbyandrew.com please enjoy.

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