I love my first library

I love my first library

A 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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Robert Robbie Lord Dudley
Robert Robbie Lord Dudley

Riverside, NJ



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