Once a man, twice a child. Wearing my trousers rolled and slipping away to simpler times. With a nod to T.S.
When I Grow Old and Wear the Bottom of My Trousers Rolled: Simplicity Lost
April 3rd, 2015 Comments Off on When I Grow Old and Wear the Bottom of My Trousers Rolled: Simplicity Lost
Tags: innocence · metaphor · Michael Robert Dyet · simplicity · The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock · tTS. Eliot