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Last week when I met my mum for lunch she handed me a folder and said, ‘Read this.’ I opened the folder and there it was – a collection of speeches, stories and poems I had written when I was younger. It’s always nice to take a ‘read’ down memory lane. In my ‘read’ I found a poem I wrote when I was 12. I can still remember writing it and then going to my Mum’s office to type it in good copy. When my mum read my poem, she loved it so much that she bought a beautiful black frame and hung it in our hallway.

Funny how a poem I wrote at 12 still resonates with me at 32.

Hope it does the same for you 🙂

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