I love my first libraryA Poem by Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Ode to ole Dad and ode to ole Pop Pop in new rooms
they both played book and of baseball with me gave me means that they both took care gone Untold through sorrows and joys wants To there to thee imagination and to there to thee winds Building kites high as an eagle's eye learning the curveball learning to long spaces at all to there free wood rolls To thee wayside turning something at each flood with long time wild determination to what is now echoes comes to there to thee storm lines many I heard had cut down short and has blown wayward 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 that heavenly and earthly stood and it was good and is it good not-so precisely though and most certainly to me heart is still there And them ole men was sad And them ole men was happy And them ole men was grim imagine In all at each together stood forever In theirs talking about everything and having ever been there and more-so and hardly ever to whom us how we just needs to carryout becomes gazing onto there to thee shapers of everything fading stars burning in and out later we must go On how they each aught to be a story and so what is it like to be reconnected and so I go see what is growing on joys They both was a friend smilingly to us just struggling with a wish of if only to there to thee extent as they both will part ways to there nearer to thee oceans To there to thee endeavor of out there is amidst living on a prayer and on a song rewound Upon the end stands to remind whereupon to there to thee hymn book is praises to there to thee closer be to there to thee bare closer is extented by me by us on how I celebrate it is thy own cloud why Not at all tears fell l cry onto there to thee being to rock has it beer and cornbeef and wine and fish and to hold a roll my own with a nice meal here with coffee and tea soda without we or turn the radio on and so doth they both still let's see to hear and if I not in me to write made open by ears to see to hear it is sometimes on this to there to thee ground feelings in deep down it clicked l finally finalized inside this song from I gotta hug inside this poem On looking up to there to thee days to save you it is truly l still don't recollect clearly I remember as we all did sang looking on the sunny side of the street There upon the living room floor so full of emotions that memory along waves straight lines into my soul there in the joys that will endure that will ensure there is more always more a little more to add they each said thus to me I like to store it I lost me own fine lines when I was very young and it was very strange indeed I do feel like I do know and how it hurts so very badly to very loudly not sweeped up whole while Whence so thus slow and so thus may far you go just before they each headed forward aways on a cloud to climb onward to there to thee heavens into there to thee castles beyond the forest dark What is left is all that felt and did melt into myself who they be meant for or that don't act under is but not so clear in the net confusions met unfortunately hectic a head spun wisdom was of a massive effect yet 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 it was clearer going on doing on against the strange and obscure dark night bright in any rememberance morning will blend into one thought in the first hand held beams Solid the light of day again of course for what matters in what means sometimes my dear boy strength through sorrows and joys keep your heart in there it is right 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 so tired for a rest along the way was moving God's will in perfect love into there to thee no power trip flying over like To there to thee crystalline bird of this life you taught me how to find To there to thee strength through sorrows and joys onto there to thee wings of light and shadow made complete they both said thus to me They each knew about the grief so free can relax going on after to there to thee aftermath before to there to thee afterlife to there to thee heart seen turning a great leaf over real A long ball shall fly over the highest wall Dear boy enjoy everything life is going on all in form gone what's growing on, what's growing on Closer a-branch over a potted flower © 2021 Robert Robbie Lord Dudley |
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Added on June 24, 2013 Last Updated on May 11, 2021 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 b.. more..Writing |