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100,000 Thank You's"*

One hundred thousand visits
Of my poems you have viewed
So today I take a moment
To give my thanks to you

I never knew the joy I'd find
In sharing my short rhymes
The peace I'd feel inside my heart
With each poem that I write

Sometimes I've made my readers cry
And at times I've made them laugh
I hope there's been some lessons learn
And you feel I've given back

Please know I read your poems
And each comment that you write
For me it is a special gift
When other poets say they like

One hundred thousand visits
Of my poems you have viewed
So today a take a moment
To give my thanks to you*

Carl Joseph Roberts

Thank you all so very much for reading my many poems over these past 18 months.  Reaching 100,000 views was a goal of mine as a poet. I have been requested to place my work in book form and now that my first goal of 100,000 has been reached I think I am going to reach for my second goal and publish my work. It will be nice to have something to pass on to my son and hopefully grandchildren one day.
My Prayer For You Was Heard

I've been so lucky in my life
Much more then I deserve
So I find it hard to understand
How my prayer for you was heard

Most men will see your beauty
But not the sweetness of your soul
Won't see the kindness in your heart
Or the love inside you hold

They will never know your passions
See the fears you hold inside
Feel the love you have for others
Or see the sadness in your eyes

They won't know you miss your children
See the tears you cry each night
Understand your broken heart
Without them by your side

This friendship and the love we share
Is something I hold true
So no matter what our futures hold
Please know I'm here for you

I've been so lucky in my life
Much more then I deserve
So I find it hard to understand
Why my prayer for you was heard


Carl Joseph Roberts
Supermodel Dreamimg
(Changing it up, a little more adult then usual)

I was walking down the street
It was just the other day
Came across a Supermodel
Who stopped and asked my name

At first I was a little scared
Not knowing what to do
It's not every day a Supermodel
Stops and talks to you

I decided I would play it cool
Act like it's no big thing
I think I made the right choice
Because it drove that girl insane

The Supermodel followed me
She kept asking me to play
Started taking off all her clothes
I didn't know what to say

I just stood there in such disbelief
As she slowly came my way
That naked bodied Supermodel
Began to slowly kiss my face

Well I placed my hands around her
Felt the softness of her skin
I sure was ****** when I woke up
From that dream that I was in

So I layed there in my bed
Closed my eyes and it began
Used the supermodel of my dreams
To help me clear my head

The anger it was beaten back
Useing only my right hand
I felt it quickly disappear
And fall back to sleep again


(Oh my God yes I just went there with a poem and the world did
not end...lol)


Carl Joseph Roberts
Come on now my poems cant all be lovely, teaching, meaning and reach out. Sometimes you just have to explore the edges and press where others think you wont go. For those who really know me they know I would go much further than this but im pretty mellow in my Hello Peotry works. So if this one offends you compared to my usual style then simply pass on it as a blip in time and a one off. Still I hope as poets you see that there are many different subjects to discuss and in reality this really is not that controversial compared to so many other poets on here.  Anyway I hope you enjoyed the read.
A Nations Loss

All they have now are the memories
Of their child lost in war
Knowing that a love once held
Will not be walking through the door

He had fought and died with honor
In a war so far away
Now on a bended knee a soldier
Presents them with a flag

The cracking echoes of the rifles
The bugles sounding that he served
A reminder that their child was brave
And this medal he deserved

Each day they read his letters
With new tears now in their eyes
Praying for just one more day
Knowing he did not survive

All they have now are the memories
Of their child lost in war
Knowing that a love once held
Will not be walking through the door


Carl Joseph Roberts
Although we honor our fallen as best we can it never can be enough. The echo of a 21 gun salute, the sound of the bugals, the presentation on bended knee of the flag and a letter from the president or commander will  never relieve the true loss felt in the hearts of parents and loved ones. I give so much thanks to those who fight and the families of those who have lost.
Focus
(A Friends Challenge)

Focus on the good things
That happen every day
Don't just see the bad things
And think that it's okay

Talk about a life well lived
The compassion someone showed
A moment of forgiveness
That touched someone you know

There are people all around us
Who lend a helping hand
That will give the shirt off their back
To help their fellow man

So many who are out there
That answer to the call
Each day they do amazing things
Wanting no reward at all

So focus on the good things
That happen every day
See all the things around you
That make this world a better place

Focus


Carl Joseph Roberts
A friend's challenge to bring attention to the fact that all we hear about is the negative on the news each day. He said there are so many good things but you never hear of them.  Wanted me to write a poem reminding people that there is still a lot of good out there and it is not all gloom and doom. Look around daily and focus on the possitive instead of just hearing and seeing all the negative.
No Mortgage Will Be Due
(A happy poem)

Today I fulfilled a lifelong dream
That I wanted to share with you
I wrote a check and bought a house
No mortgage will be due

I had to work for what I want
Had hard times along the way
But knowing that each step I took
Would get me to this day

I did not spend all I have
On this house I will call home
I put some back for a rainy days
To help others who I know

I will share this home with my son
And one day will pass it on
So that he can give the gift of love
Like he gave me when he was born

So today I fulfilled a lifelong dream
That I wanted to share with you
I wrote a check and bought a house

No mortgage will be due


Carl Joseph Roberts
Just a happy poem from me to get the feeling out. These poems we write sometimes are not all lessons learned or touch your heart and make you cry poems. Some are just simply made to invite you to share a life journey. This is one of those.  I am inviting you to share with me this step in my life. Thank you for reading.
The Love Of Poetry

We consider ourselves writers
Painting pictures with our words
So others have a chance to view
A message that needs heard

We hope that we are givers
Of wonders never seen
That each new verse that we write
It is something someone needs

We try to make a difference
Give a different point of view
Hope that they will understand
Maybe change a life or two

I call myself a poet
And I do all the things above
Although I do this for myself
I also do it out of love

The Love Of Poetry

Carl Joseph Roberts
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