I was just out on my dog walk Sue and I found myself thinking about this 'poem from 1975'. Suddenly I saw that 17 year old wannabe poet in her duffle coat and glasses for who she is ... the Fool about to bravely step off the cliff into the beckoning, dazzling world of potential she sees ahead. And I'm so pleased she did!
I was just out on my dog walk Sue and I found myself thinking about this 'poem from 1975'. Suddenly I saw that 17 year old wannabe poet in her duffle coat and glasses for who she is ... the Fool about to bravely step off the cliff into the beckoning, dazzling world of potential she sees ahead. And I'm so pleased she did!