I love my first libraryA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Ode to ol' Dad and ode to ol' Pop Pop in new rooms
they both played book and of baseball in new forms with me gave me means that they both took care gone Untold through sorrows and joys wants to the soles To there to thee imagination and to there to thee winds be just fine Building kites high as an eagle's eye learning the curveball learning to long spaces at all to there free wood rolls cold to long shadows To thee wayside turning something at each flood with long time wild determination to what is now echoes Remember, shows to me, whispers in the dust comes to there to thee stormy lines many heard had cut down short & has blown waywards Flew back hard onto thinking that loss they each were a magnificent voice of sounding half so and all so sure sure as to there to thee today sure as to there to thee air is good enuff that heavenly & earthly stood & it was good & is it good not-so bad precisely though & most certainly to me the heart is still there & them ole men was sad & blue & them ole men was happy, too & them ole men was grim to imagine In all at each other together stood forever In theirs talking about everything & having ever been there and more-so & hardly ever to whomso us how we just needs to carryout becomes gazing on to there to thee shapers of everything fading stars were burning in & out later we must go On how they are each aught to be a story & so what is it like to be reconnected with mine's so I go see what is growing on the joys They both was as friends smilingly to us just struggling with a wish of if only to there to thee extends as they both will part ways to there nearer to thee oceans to turn To there to thee endeavor of out there is amidst to living on a prayer and on a song rewound Upon the end stands to remind again whereupon to there to thee hymn book does is praises to there to thee closer be to there to thee bare closer it's extent by me by us on how I celebrate it is on thy own cloud why still Not at all tears fell l cry onto there to thee being to rock has its beer and cornbeef and wine & fish & to hold a roll my own remember me with a nice meal here with coffee and tea or soda without we or turns the radio on & so doth they both whispers in the dust still stays & let's see to hear as if I weren't at rest to draw to write made open by ears to see to hear it is sometimes on this way to there to thee ground feelings in deep down it clicked today l finally finalized inside this song from one I gotta hug inside this poem On looking up to there to thee days to save you at the sunrise is it truly l still don't recollect clearly I remember as we all did whisper sung looking on the sunny side of the street There upon the living room floor so full of emotions that memory along waves straight lines art forms into my soul there in the joys that will endure that will ensure there is more always more & can a little more to add they each said thus so to me I like to store it there & there I lost me own lovely lines when I was very young & it was very strange indeed I do feel like I do know and how it hurts so very badly to very loudly not yet but still I sweeped up whole while Whence so thus slow and so thus may far you go in the dust just before they each headed forwards aways on a cloud to climb onward to there to thee heavens into there & there to thee castles beyond the forest dark What is left is all that felt and did melt remember me whispers the dust into myself & who they be meant for or that don't act now underneath but not so clear in the net confusion met unfortunately hectic a head spins wisdom was of a massive effect yet different sounding out as the candles actually do melted down into my head onto my hat In theirs last chance effort of grace reflects in a spark of a moment warm counts here it was clearer going on doing on against the strange & obscure dark night bright in any remembering morning will blend into one thought in the first hand held beams to go Solid the light of day again of course you knew for what matters in what means sometimes my dear boy's strengths through sorrows & joys keeping your heart in there it's alright no loss I will find something that does exist they each had visions of Heaven As l while having a long walk home feeling well enuff so tired for a rest along the way was moving me God's will in perfect love into there to thee no vessels flying over like To there to thee crystalline bird of this short life you taught me how to find time to choose To there to thee strengths through sorrows & joys onto there to thee wings of light & shadows made complete they both said thus to me They each knew about the grief so free can relax now going on after that to there to thee aftermath before to there to thee afterlife to there to thee heart seen turning a great leaf over real again A long ball shall fly over the highest wall Dear boy enjoy everything life will ramble going on all in forms gone what's growing on, what's growing on, what's going on Closer a-branch over a potted flower © 2025 Robert 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Added on June 24, 2013 Last Updated on December 15, 2025 AuthorRobert Robbie Lord DudleyRiverside, NJAboutACROSS THE NIGHT'S SHINING ROAD COVERS ME, i'LL READ. Life, Thyme leeds rails rushes a begotten hold only copes oh, poetry a random ray of yellow light shining sky golden drops in fields trickles.. more.. |

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