So you love bananas ?
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So you love bananas ?
Or is it just the colour ?

Yellow I think you would say.
Only if you leave them too long
Usually they will turn brown.

Loving the shape is such fun
One can laugh at the smiley face
Very nice smoothies to taste
Every bananas a hero to breakfast

Backed up with wheatbix n milk
And cut up with bowls of porridge
Nana loves to eat it with Phil.
As you Child so love bananas
Next time that you join us for tea
And let us all praise all bananas
So good for both you and for me. !  
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A poem Phil wrote for Barbara’s grandson.
At Lions gate 8/8/17.

She wakes me up deep in the night.

I understand you, she smiles
snuggling into me, her nose,
pressed cotton soft on my cheek

I have no strength, I cry
not one, for you

I love your weakness
love you for your weakness
her breath wafts into mine

and the boy stuck in his age
floats in the web
of the girl forever
forgiving.

I need your heart
I need your presence
And all that aches within me
Is the lack of you
The lack of your scent
The lack of your soft skin
Your absence breaks me
It splits me in half and rips me to shreds
I’m missing a piece shaped like you
Shaped like the way you curl up when you’re cold
Shaped like your messy morning hair
Shaped like the electricity between two souls
Yours and mine
Heart to heart
Together forever
Even if miles apart.