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Second Chances

If I were given a second chance
I Know what I would do
I'd take that chance and use it
To fall in love with you

I would somehow show you how I feel
And let you see inside
Not leave my feelings bottled up
My love I would not hide

I would give to you all I have
And allow for something new
Create that special moment
Known only by a few

If  I were given a second chance
I know what I will do
I would take that chance and use it
To fall in love with you


**Carl Joseph Roberts
Secret Of The Soul

Im opening up a window
In the center of my soul
So all the world can finally see
This secret that I hold

This secret that I share with you
Is precious to my heart
Hidden for so very long
That I dont know where to start

My secret tells a story
Of two soul's lost in time
And of a love that has been found
Between your heart and mine

A secret life of loving you
Hiding feeling deep inside
While knowing what I wanted most
Was to have you by my side

As tender mercy turns the page
I  know now  it is time
I will spend my future in your arms
And start a brand new life

So im openimg up a window
In the center of my soul
So all the world can finally see
This secret that I hold


Carl Joseph Roberts
This poem was written with the help and encouragement of Mike Hauser. He tried to break me out of my sappy love poems but apparently I am just a helpless romantic and fell back into my sure and true style..lol. Little changes Mike little changes and I break out in about one in ten poems. Also Bob Browning contributed a few changes in lines to make this more smooth. This is  what I call asking for help and receiving it when you have a block and need a push. Great thanks to Mike and Bob for this help.
See The Future

The past can call you back in time
Just when you least expect
It tries to tell you what to feel
And how you should react

Dont give the past the time of day
Or let it rule your life
Dont let the past consume you
Or prevent you from whats right

Each morning when you wake up
Know that its a brand new day
You must leave the past behind you
And start your own new way

It's hard to see the future
If you're living in the past
The past has memories that are gone
The future, ones that last

See the future
..
Carl Joseph Roberts
She Got Angel Wings Today

Today I lost my mother
A woman I so loved
She gave to me so much joy
A gift from God above

She said we should not worry
There's a time we all must go
Told us of the plans she made
All the things we'd need to know

I'm glad her fight is over
She had given all she can
She knew that she was ready
To meet her journeys end

My mother was a fighter
So much to us she gave
She lived her life for others
Made the world a better place

Her life it was so special
She was a woman I so loved
Raised five children on her own
Not once did she give up

I told her that I loved her
The night before she died
Kissed her as I held her hand
Felt the love she held inside

I loved my mother very much
And I'm glad she feels no pain
I know she went to heaven
She got Angel wings today


In memory of my mother
M Yvonne Roberts
1938 to 2014

Poem by
Carl Joseph Roberts
She Is Never Far Away

I wonder what she would say
If she were sitting here today
Would she tell us that her pain was gone
That God had taken it away

Would she tell us stories of the past
Or of what our future holds
Give a glimpse of what's in store
And say she met the Lord

Would she know how much we miss her
Miss the love that she once gave
Tell us that although she's gone
She's now in a better place

Would she sit and talk for hours
Give advice on what to do
Crochet an afghan blanket
Then say this one's for you

Would she say she sees her father
Her mother stands there by her side
She feels the sorrow that we have
But must walk into the light

Would she say she knows our love for her
Hears the prayers each night we say
That she will always be our mom
And she is never far away



In Memory for my mother
M. Yvonne Roberts**
1938 to 2014


Poem by Carl Joseph Roberts
I love you Mom
Walk in peace with the prince of peace.
She Wants To Have The Talk

She says she wants to have the talk
I know im in trouble now
I try to change the subject
But she brings it back around

The talk she wants is special
At least it is to her
She says it is important
And I should hear her every word

She says she'll be right over
That she can start the talk right now
I tell her I'm so busy
And right now im out of town

She tells me that im lying
She knows that im inside
She's been watching me for hours
Been sitting in my drive

Speechless I dont say a word
Then I hear her at the door
I hide inside my bedroom
Under clothes piled on the floor

I hear her come inside my house
She is getting closer now
She says that she can see me
That I should slow my breathing down

She takes my hand and sits with me
Looks straight into my eyes
Tells me just how much she cares
Has feeling deep inside

She says the love she feels for me
Has grown stronger over time
But she must now move forward
It is time to change her life

I say now wait a minute
I cannot lose you now
I can give you what it is you want
I am ready to settle down

She bows her head and I hear her say
Is this the real you
Are you sure you want to settle down
Is it what you want to do

I say it's what I want the most
My decision has been made
Thats what I want to happen
And I need her to please stay

She looks at me and smiles
Says we can set a wedding day
I cant believe I fell for it
She played me like a game

At the talk she is the master
Of getting what she wants
Now married with three kids in school
I LOVE HER VERY MUCH


Carl Joseph Roberts
Nope, im not married but I imagine this is what it will be like...lol. I will hide, hide and hide but when that day comes again, if that day comes again, im sure my life will be like this. Umm, without the three kids in school cause im past that.....lol.
Shoestring Jeb
(Continued Part 2)

Shoestrimg Jeb was a very calm man
Always willing to lend you a hand
Jeb would never try to offend
And if he did he would ask to forgive

Now Sally Marie was Jeb's true love
And he gave to her all he had
He promised her he would never fight
Kept his word till they took her life

Sally Marie was home one day
Three men broke in and had their way
Jeb came home and saw his wife
She was stabbed ten times, he watched her die

The bar was dark, Jeb saw three men
Drinking and laughing over what they did
They saw Jeb but they didnt run
A big mistake, Jeb had his guns

Jeb's guns were his arms, never lost a fight
He beat those men, one at a time
Tied a showstring around three mens necks
Pulled it tight till each one was dead

Jeb never felt bad, not for what he did
He used his shoestrings to **** three men
The law looked twice but wouldnt convict
But Jeb never wore shoestrings again

Now if you see a man with no shoestrings in
Remember this story of Shoestring Jeb
Sally Marie was the love of his life
Three men took her,........ Three men died

Carl Joseph Roberts
The Story Of Shoestring Jeb, part 1,  was written on July 2nd so if you're reading this, go back and read the first one. The Story Of Shoestring Jeb.
On a busy downtown corner
As the traffic passes by
Stands a man with a cardboard sign
Can't seem to look me in the eye

But he's going to live, forever, somewhere
So help me God
I've got to show him
How much you care

At a big bank on wall street
With its fancy marble floors
Walks in a man in a business suit
As his chauffeur holds the door

But he's going to live, forever, somewhere
So help me God
I've got to show him
How much you care

Every face that I pass by
I see you on the cross
Bearing all our guilt and sin
Not one of us should be lost

I'm going to take this message
Of love that I've found
And somehow share it with this world
So help me God

In a courtroom with its wooden chairs
Sits a little boy and girl
Their mom and dad are fighting
Their little eyes so scared

But their going to live, forever, somewhere
So help me God
I've got to show them
How much you care

On the third floor up in ICU
With a bandage on his head
He may not make it till tomorrow
Was the last thing the doctor said

But he's going to live, forever, somewhere
So help me God
I've Got to show him
How much you care

Every face that I pass by
I  see you on the cross
Baring all my guilt and sin
Not one of us should be lost

I'm going to take this message
Of love that I've found
And somehow share it with this world
So help me God
I would love to take full credit for this poem but my contribution is small and I added only one of the 4 stanzas. Two great lifelong friends of mine named Bob Browning and Ed Dixon we're the main writers.  Eddie passed of brain cancer four years ago and Bobby and I miss him very much. The reference to the ICU is a reference about Eddie. This poem is listed in his honor.

Edward M. Dixon
Robert G. Browning
Carl Joseph Roberts
Sometimes

Love sometimes happens
And sometimes you have regrets
Sometimes you want forgiveness
For sometimes what you've said

Sometimes it turns out good for you
But sometimes it turns out bad
Sometimes it may not matter
Then sometimes you wish it had

Sometimes you need to hold it close
Still sometimes you let it go
Sometimes you know the answers
Sometimes you wish to know

Sometimes you see what's missing
It's sometimes what you have
Sometimes afraid to let things grow
You sometimes wish it had

Sometime you may not show it
Sometimes you wish you could
Sometimes no matter what you want
Love sometimes feels so good

**Carl Joseph Roberts
Sometimes all you can do is as ask for forgiveness.  Sometimes your sorry.
Sometimes It Makes You Wonder

Sometimes it makes you wonder
Just what was on their minds
The day that they promoted them
Thinking they would do just fine

They say they have the answers
Think they understand
Know for sure it will work out
Because they have a plan

You watch them make mistakes
Try to help out where you can
Then get told just do your job
They don't need a helping hand

So now you sit back and just laugh
At decisions that are made
Because you know they've been tried
And failed along the way

You would think that they could see
Your experience could just help
Use the knowledge that you have
Before they get walked out

But they just keep on pretending
They hope that no one sees
That what they know is no where close
To where it needs to be

Sometimes it makes you wonder
What was on their minds
The day that they promoted them
Thinking they would do just fine.

Sometimes it makes you wonder


Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts
Add to a few collections if you like

Sometimes the boss simply shouldn't be the boss. You try to offer help but cant force them to accept it. So there is nothing you can do but watch the destruction because if they won't listen or accept the help then they have to learn the hard way.  And Unfortunately this is a sad but true story...lol
Sometimes Something Happens

Sometimes something happens
That makes you stop and think
Is this the life I planned on
Or is it just the life I need

Is this life I live a good one
Have I done enough to help
In the end when I look back
Will I be happy with myself

Sometimes something happens
Makes you take that one step back
It reminds you of what matters
Or the good life that you have

It gives a new perspective
Shows a different point of view
Creates a feeling deep inside
That somehow changes you

Sometimes something happens
That makes you change your mind
Allows for new beginnings
Let's you leave your past behind

Well today that something happened
That did all the things above
It gave me what I needed most
A new chance to fall in love

Sometimes something happens

Carl Joseph Roberts
December 2013
Spin The Bottle

That bottle spins in a game of chance
Who you'll kiss depends where it lands
It lands on me and we begin our life
Then a ring is given you become my wife

A child is born to change my view
I'm now responsible for someone new
Then one day you come to me
You tell me soon there will be three

So we buy a house where we can grow
We fix it up and call it home
It's not big enough for our family now
So we sell that home and look around

We find a home in a different town
To raise our kids until there grown
The days are spent in each others arms
Still holding hands, two melded hearts

That bottle knew just where to land
For it stopped on me and our life began
Spin the bottle's not a game a chance
Its a gift from God and it's heaven sent

Carl J. Roberts
No this  is not me. I wrote this for a friend of mine who said write a poem about spin the bottle. This is how I see his life with his wife. I have known him for many years and this is what I feel his life with his wife has gone.
Would you mind if I took a break
From writing my short rhymes
Will you say you'll miss my words
That my poems touched your lives

Will I even be remembered
For one poem that was read
Have I touched someone deep inside
With something that was said

If I took a break for just awhile
And enjoyed a week or two
Would you say you understand
Go do what's best for you

A spring break could be just the thing
That I need to clear my mind
I must take a break and get away
To rejuvenate my life

Carl Joseph Roberts

Be back in a few weeks I promise,  just got a crap load of stuff to do.

Carl Joseph Roberts
Just a short break for work stuff. A full time job plus now I have 3 houses to rehab  and get ready.  I'm not sure exactly how long but I promise I will be back.  Hell maybe the pull to write will call me back sooner then I think.
Starting over can be so hard
It makes you stop and think
How many chances do I have
How many will I need

Is there someone out there
Who will truly understand
Become my true companion
And someday take my hand

Will someone get to know me
And like just what they see
Then change my life forever
With the love they give to me

Starting over can be so hard
It makes you stop and think
How many chances do I have
How many will I need

Carl Joseph Roberts
Such A Lucky Man

I really just can't believe
Find it hard to understand
How a guy like me could ever be
Such a lucky man

The love I have from family
Loyal friends their by my side
Providing me what I need
To help me through my life

My son, my job a place called home
My faith in God above
A compassion held for others
A heart that's full of love

I really just can't believe
Find it hard to understand
How a guy like me could ever be
Such a lucky man


Carl Joseph Roberts
Suicide,
So Hard To Understand

Suicide,
So hard to understand
When it takes someone we know
It makes us stop and think about
The pain they may have shown
We talk about the life they lived
Reflect upon their past
All the things both good and bad
The memories that will last
Their action ends the pain for them
A hurt that's deep inside
But for family, friends and those who loved
We still wonder why
No longer will we hear their voice
See their smile or hold their hands
We cry and say our sweet goodbyes
Suicide,
So hard to understand


Carl Joseph Roberts
RIP
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.
Take A Different Path

When you look upon the life you've lived
Will you wish you could go back
Do all the things that you missed
And take a different path

Will the memories that you hold inside
Become a calming peace within
Or will the actions of your past
Make you want to start again

With all the things that you have done
Was more good done then bad
Was the life you lived one of love
A life you're glad you had

Dont look upon the life you lived
And wish you could go back
Do all the things that you love
Take a different path


Carl Joseph Roberts
Take Time, Be Amazed*

Take time to look around each day
Be amazed at what you see
The many wonders of this world
The beauty that it brings

Stop and watch a baby
And hear the soft sweet cries
Admire all God's Glory
As a new born life arrives

Listen to the children
Spreading laughter all around
While they make angels playing
As snowflakes hit the ground

Watch a couple getting married
As they kiss and start their lives
Not knowing what their futures hold
The joy they feel inside

Look closely at a lasting love
As they sit while holding hands
Feel the passion in their hearts
And know it is Gods plan

Take time to look around each day
Be amazed at what you see
The many wonders of this world
The beauty that it brings*

Take time, Be Amazed

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts
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Test Of Time

There is a feeling of excitement
As we start a brand new love
Not knowing what the other feels
And not wanting to mess up

So I try to show my best side
In a hope that they will see
The person that I really am
Not just the outer me

It takes some time to understand
What a person's really like
To see if what they are inside
Is more then meets the eye

That excitement of that someone new
Over time will fade away
It is only then that we will know
If the love was meant to stay

So I will not rush to fall in love
Or to call that person mine
For only then will true love grow
And stand the test of of time

Carl Joseph Roberts
August 2013
Thankful

Thankful for this life I live
And for my God above
Thankful for this time I have
To share with those I love

Thankful that I have my health
And the wealth that I may need
Thankful that I have a job
And loved ones next to me

Thankful for the friends I've made
Who stand faithful by my side
Thankful for the lessons learned
That now guide me through my life

Thankful that I have a house
A place that I call home
Thankful for my family
And the love felt from my son

Thankful for this land I love
And for those who fight for me
Thankful for all who gave their life
For this land that we call free

Thankful for this life I live
And for my God above
Thankful for this time I have
To share with those I love

Thankful

Carl Joseph Roberts
The Peppered Pickle Clown
(Peppered Pickle Day)

This is a story you may not know
And it's banned in pickle town
It's about a peppered pickle
That became a circus clown

He started out his short life
Looking through a stained glass jar
Watching his sweet pickled brother
Become a kosher star

Although his peppered pickled life was sweet
This peppered pickle wanted more
He would join the circus as a clown
And be a smash that fans adored

At first it started slowly
No fans would call his name
But a peppered pickle as a clown
Well thats funny just the same

As time went on he made them laugh
They started yelling for him more
Then a show was given just to him
And a peppered pickle day was born

All the fans they ordered pickles
On peppered pickles they would gorge
Then one day there came a time
When peppered pickles they ran short

The peppered pickle clown knew right then
That it was time to make his mark
So he made a deal with Vlasic corp.
To put peppered pickles in their jars

Well Vlasic corp. invited him
To come take a private tour
They said that he would relish it
And be a cut up in the stores

They put the peppered pickle clown
In a clown chair and tied him down
They said it was for safety
As the belt showed him all around

The belt went slow when starting out
Picked up speed as it went along
The peppered pickle clown was sliced and diced
Vlasic didn't clown around

So remember the peppered pickle clown
When you shop at your home store
He gave his life for stardom
And thats why you now pay more

Today is peppered pickle day
And should be known the world around
Made famous by a sweet delight
The peppered pickle clown

Carl J. Roberts
I know, I Know this is no where near my normal. No life lesson, memory from the past or make you cry poem. These past several weeks I have written those touching heart felt poems and well I just needed a break. So if you were looking for a life lesson today just shake your head and say, Joe, Joe, Joe..Really, Really. ..lol
That Something's Always You
(A Parents Love)

Each morning when I wake up
And start my day anew
I think of something that I love
And that something's always you

I wisper that I love you
And kiss you on the cheek
Stand there in the moment
And think how lucky can I be

I watch as you turn over
To block the sunlight from your eyes
Then pull up the covers
Your attempt to try to hide

I tell you that it's time to wake
You must now begin your day
You look at me and smile
And all my troubles go away

For each morning when I wake
And start my day anew
I think of something that I love

And that something's always you

Carl Joseph Roberts
A parents love is like no other.
Today I turned 55
So far its one amazing life
I give thanks now every day
For all I've learned along the way

Wouldn't want to change the past
Memories gained will forever last
Spending time with good friends
A family love that never ends

Wasn't always fun and games
There were trials along the way
Found true love a time or two
Life lessons learned guide me through

So Today I turned 55
So far it's one amazing life
Never thought I'd live this way
Im having fun now every day

Today I turned 55

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts (Joe)
Hope to have many more, feel 35 so I think that's a good sign..
The Age Around My Eyes

I know there's age around my eyes
And grey runs through my hair
But I'd love to spend my life with you
And always have you near

I want to hold you in my arms
And kiss you every night
Show you what it means to love
Let you feel love deep inside

As my skin begins to age with time
And my vision slowly fades
I will use the memory of our love
To guide me through each day

Time has helped me understand
The true beauty of your soul
The love you shared has filled my heart
And made my life more whole

I know there's age around my eyes
And grey runs through my hair
But I'd love to spend my life with you
If you will have me there


Carl Joseph Roberts*
January 2014
My first poem of 2014. A childhood friend and continued great friend of mine,  Bob Browning gave me the idea for this poem and told me to run with it. This is what I came up with.
The Bottom Of A Glass

His face told the story
Of a man who'd seen his share
Of broken hearts and promises
And it seemed that no one cared

He finished off his whiskey
Then stared down through his glass
He said somehow I got lost in this
And watched my life go past

He said life had been his teacher
  He had learned from his mistakes
It had been a long hard lesson
That he learned all to late

Said you only have one life
And it goes by to fast
Don't waste your life looking at the world
Through the bottom of a glass

He said he couldn't see it then
But now it was so clear
That the bottle got the best of him
And it wasted all his years

He knew time had closed the door
And he could not change the past
Those answers he was looking for
Weren't in the bottom of the glass

Life had been his teacher
He had learned from his mistakes
It had been a long hard lesson
That he learned all to late

He said you only have one life
And it goes by to fast
Don't waste your life looking at the world
Through the bottom of a glass


Robert Gene Browning
Carl Joseph Roberts
The first original idea and draft of this poem was made several years ago by my friend Robert Gene Browning. Bobby and I grew up together since we were 11 years old and I consider him my closest friend. Bobby himself is a fantastic writer and like me dabbles in poetry and song. So with that I must give credit to him as this poem is about his personal feelings.  Because it is personal in nature he gets final say on the wording as to reflect what it means inside for him. We have changed single words, lines and entire verses over the last several years. We have also put this poem to song and have tried several different ways to sing it.  We have had many discussions on the many different aspects of this poem and changed the wording often. This is my latest modified version and I hope you enjoy.
The Day After Valentines

It's the day after Valentines
And Cupid did not come
So I wait at my bedroom door
And put bullets in my gun

I waited until midnight
And then today rolled around
So now if I get the chance
Cupid gets knocked out

At first I planned to scare him
For all he's put me through
But ****** seems a better choice
Since I've had a drink or two

I may be drinking way to much
I think im seeing things
Cupid may have slipped me drugs
To get away from me

Did I just see a Santa
I'm hearing Reindeer on my roof
My drinking could be trouble
Cause Giggling Goblins are afoot

I think I saw a bunny
Is that a beer or a green elf
Cupid he won't raise his head
Afraid to show himself

Did I hear a turkey chuckle
I see pink arrows everywhere
Maybe I should take a nap
I could just have another beer

Well its the day after Valentines
And Cupid did not come
He gets maybe one more year
Then Cupid's days are done


Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts
This is an updated version of Last Years. If you like it please add to a few Collections.
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Its the day after Valentine's
And cupid did not come
I waited at my bedroom door
I had bullets in my gun

I waited until midnight
Until today rolled around
Thinking that with just a chance
I would see and knock him out

I was just going to scare him
For all he put me through
Then ****** seemed a better choice
When I had a drink or two

I thought I saw a bunny
Plus a tiny green elf
But cupid did not raise his head
Afraid to show himself

At one point I saw Santa
There were raindeer on my roof
I heard a turkey chuckle
Giggling Gobblins were afoot

It's the day after Valentine's
And Cupid did not come
He gets maybe one more year
Then Cupids days are done


**Carl Joseph Roberts
Just wanted to represent the single people out there. A fun one to write and i hope you had a laugh on me.
The Dotted Line

I thought the pain was over
Time has made our love so cold
But now the house where we once lived
Is in contract to be sold

Its been two years since I saw you
And no longer are you mine
But they say we both must be there now
To sign the dotted line

I couldn't help but feel the pain
As you walked into the room
The silence was so very loud
As I stopped and looked at you

They put the forms in front of us
And pointed where to sign
To the left I signed my name in bold
Just below the dotted line

To the right I saw a new name
One I didnt recognize
For you took his name a year ago
And left my name behind

That house where we once planned our life
Has now been sold to someone new
I watched as they received the keys
And hid my sadness from your view

This is the last I'll see you
The final ending of our time
For today we signed two different names
Just above the dotted line



Carl Joseph Roberts
Well this one is just for me,  A way of release and I hope it brought you in to feel the story.
The Ending Of The World

I was sure the world would end today
It was the beginning of the fall
That others would tell the story
And pass it on to all

Not sure that I would hear the news
I'd  see others on their phones
As they talked about the days events
And wonder if I know

I was sure that this would happen
For the day it started wrong
Realizing as I drove to work
I almost turned to go back home

There was an emptiness inside me
And a panic not the norm
Yet I did not exit on the ramp
For my half way point was gone

So I spent my day just waiting
No connection, all alone
I know that you can feel my pain
For I left my phone at home

The world it did not end today
Was not the beginning of the fall
I realized this when I rushed home
And saw I missed no calls

I am so so not important...lol

*Carl Joseph Roberts
Don't you hate it when your more then half way to work and realize, crap I left my cellphone at home. You are just sure that today will be the day the world will end, the day you really needed it...lol.
The Fear Of Failure

The fear of failure at least for me
Helps me to survive
It drives me to do better
And makes me live my life

The fear of failure pushes me
To make sure that I succeed
Shows me where I need to go
And what I truly need

The fear of failure guides me
Shows me where I'm at
Helps me to push forward
And makes sure I don't look back

The fear of failure is all I need
To make sure I stay the path
It shows me that the life I lead
Must be one of giving back

The fear of failure


Poem by : Carl Joseph Roberts
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He tapped me on the shoulder
Before he had to go
Said I'll be your Guardian Angel
I just wanted you to know

He said he knows no one who went
That came back and then complained
So he guessed the place was pretty nice
And was sure he'd want to stay

He knew he'd see my grandma
Who had went three years before
She'd been waiting for him patiently
To walk him through God's door

Then he asked us not to worry
Said he knows what is in store
He was pleased with the life he lived
And knew God would show him more

Spent his last three weeks with family
Where he said his sweet goodbyes
My final memory of this man
Was the brave ending to his life

He would give to me this passion
But to the world he gave much more
The life he lived was one of love
He was the gift I most adored

In Memory
Sgt. Harold Addison Yates
My Grandfather

*Carl Joseph Roberts
A true story written with tears.  I miss this man who fought in two wars, was a prisoner in World War 2 then came home and served as a Sergeant with the Columbus Police Dept.  My Grandfather gave to me my Love for poetry. He passed several years ago but is missed every day.
The Golden Rule

When someone shows a weakness
That's when you know to pounce
Take from them what they have
No worries for someone else

If you don't take it, someone will
That's what you tell yourself
In order to move ahead in life
You must leave your feelings out

Pull the trigger and smile at them
Look straight into their eyes
Tell them that there is no risk
Don't worry that it's a lie

If they loose it all, well you got yours
So just do what you must do
It's not your fault that they're not smart
Or that they put their trust in you

It seems so easy to take from them
But you're really taking from yourself
There may come a time when you're in need
And the cat becomes the mouse

Just Give them what they need the most
And dont take what is not yours
Do what's right, like your mother said
And you will get that big reward

Offer to help if they're in need
And lend them a hand or two
For what you do unto others you will see
Others will do unto you

Carl Joseph Roberts
(American Football)

It's gametime, both men and boys
Time to throw the ball
Score the winning touchdown
And be the kings of fall

Man on man all hitting hard
Till the final second ends
All to play just the game
And to celebrate with friends

We run the ball down the field
Until that final play
We throw the ball on fourth and goal
And wait for what we crave

We  listen to the fans all scream
And we get to spike the ball
Knowing that we just helped win
The greatest game of all

Carl Joseph Roberts
Football, college or pro I never seem to get enough of it.
The Life Of A Single Man

Sometimes we *** in the shower
We hardly ever make our beds
We clean ourselves with shampoo
Using the lather from our head

We will wear the same old socks
That we wore the day before
And don't even get us started
On how long jeans last on the floor

If the bed is made we sleep on top
Then just straighten when we get up
Do we really need to wash the sheets
If our skin they do not touch

We drink milk from the carton
Eat fast food way to much
Have pizza pie for dinner
Then eat leftovers when we get up

We want the house to look real clean
So there are rooms that we won't use
When we can write our names in dust
That's when we grab a broom

This is the life of a single man
We just do what we want to do
It is very hard for us to change
When we meet that someone new

So don't try to change us overnight
So far we have made it through
But if by chance we fall in love
We may just change for you


Poem by : Carl Joseph Roberts
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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
Is something someone needs

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

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

The Love Of Poetry

Poem by; Carl Joseph Roberts  (Joe)
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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
Is something someone needs
We try to make a difference
Give a different point of view
Hope our readers 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

Poem by; Carl Joseph Roberts (Joe)
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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
The Most Popular Poem Written

The most popular poem written
Is the poem made for you
When you read it you feel the story
And somehow you know its true

You may feel yourself within it
Caught up within its lines
Believing what the words may say
It takes you back in time

The poem may remind you
Of a special time or place
The memory of a long lost love
Or the smile upon a face

You may read the poem and wonder
How it can be so true
Creates a feeling deep inside
Known only by a few

The most popular poem written
Is the poem made for you
When you read it you feel the story
And somehow you know its true

Carl Joseph Roberts
THE Ohio State Buckeyes

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
We will roll the tide
We'll sing our victory song to you
It will happen New Year's night

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
Our team at number four
We now take on number one
Then we'll show them to the door

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
Champions of the north
The Big Ten best above the rest
There's no discussion anymore

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
We will wear the crown once more
The Bama team should be afraid
The Urban legend's at your door
We Are
THE Ohio State Buckeyes


Carl Joseph Roberts
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O.H. _ . _.

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THE
Ohio State Buckeyes

* THE Ohio State Buckeyes
The best team in the land
We must fight the Clemson tigers
And prove our strength again
Those Tigers they are very fast
But we do not fear their roar
The Urban legend comes to town
He's been know to run up the score
THE Ohio State Buckeyes
The best team in the land
We will win the national title
Over the Crimson Tide again
A Buckeye Nation standing strong
And Known the world around
Forever loyal to our team
Who never let's us down

We are,
THE Ohio State Buckeyes*

Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts (Joe)
Well, they simply whipped our tails then went on to win the National Championship. Still they beat my Buckeyes badly..lol. Oh well they are still my team. Once a Buckeye always a Buckeye. Even from Florida.
The Ohio State Buckeyes
National Champions

THE Ohio State Buckeyes
National Champions of the land
They said we could not beat the ducks
But we proved them wrong again

First playoff champion to be crowned
The Urban legand had a plan
He would stuff the ducks with poison nuts
Then tar and feather them

The ducks they did put up a fight
And a salute we give to them
It took the Buckeye strength and speed
To finally brake them in the end

So let us all now stand in honor
And let it be known throughout the land
The Ohio State Buckeyes
Undisputed
National
Champions

The Ohio State Buckeyes
National Champions January 12, 2015



Final
Ohio State 42 - Oregon 20

**Poem by: Buckeye Carl Joseph Roberts
LoL guys its just a poem for me to get out being happy for my team. Ist fine not everything has to trend and not everyone has to like everything all the time. Write for the love of poetry not for anything else.
Great game, share with friends.
The Power Of A Whisper

A whisper makes you listen
It can stop you in your tracks
Can gives words different meaning
Create memories that will last

Whispers cause new feelings
They can change a point of view
Will help to stop the anger
When someone's mad at you

A whisper gives true comfort
Allows a calming peace within
If you listen very closely
You'll hear a whisper in the wind

A whisper sometimes can be heard
From way across a room
To feel the power of a whisper
Just whisper I Love You

Whisper

Carl Joseph Roberts
A parents job is always tough there are no guarantees

There Are No Guarantees

Sometimes no matter what we do
It is still there life to lead
Outcomes for the choices made
Cannot be guaranteed  

Experience may just speak the truth
Still sometimes they will not hear
You hope one day they'll understand
And know that you've been there

Sometimes it matters what you say
Your actions play a part
The outcomes for a life well lived
You hope they take to heart

You need to see they understand
The true love you feel inside
Learn life lessons without regret
So they need never hide

Still sometimes no matter what we do
It is still their life to lead
A parents job is always tough
There are no guarantees


Carl Joseph Roberts
The joys of teenagers
There Is No Going Back

It's funny how you see things
Much different later on
See things in a different light
Long after someone's gone

It may be only after time
When you get to stop and think
That then you realize what you said
Was not exactly what you mean

You may look back on your words
And know they were not kind
The pain you caused with what you said
Weighs heavy on your mind

There is no way to take it back
Once the damage has been done
No way for you to change the past
So you can hold your tongue

So don't let the anger rule you
You must let emotions pass
Be careful with the words you say
For there is no going back


Carl Joseph Roberts
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The Reminder Of Love

Once we were lovers
Then somehow it all changed
Now we act like perfect strangers
Trying to forget each other's names

In your hands you held my heart
Back then it seemed so real
Now my heart it is in pieces
Trying to remember how you feel

When you left it hurt all over
So much more then I could bare
I hid my feelings deep within
Pretending I don't care

No new memories of the good times
Where we walk while holding hands
Just the knowing of a love once strong
That has now come to an end

As we walk away from this love
And go our separate ways
I will always see the love we shared  
In the child that they made

Collaborative Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts &
R.G. Browning
Helped write this for a close friend who had a child with a lady he once loved. Although they now go seperate ways there will always be a reminder of their love with the child that they made.
The Ride Of Your Life

It begins as you are just a child
As you wait each year to grow
You watch as others go there first
Then you reach your stepping stone

They say there's rules to this ride
And try to lock you in your place
You begin your uphill journey
With a smile upon your face

You go slowly up a long steep hill
As you enjoy the scenic view
Then you rest a moment at the top
As time stands still for you

You crest the hill and begin to fall
Heart beating in your chest
The bottom comes so very fast
But your rides not over yet

You hit that curve you dont expect
And you hang on for your life
It throws you through a loopty loop
Then it rights you just in time

A few more hills and one last turn
Then a slow unwanted stop
You're happy that you took life's ride
But Lifes ride's not long enough


Carl Joseph Roberts
The story of life with many ups and downs.
At times it throws you curves and send you spinning.
In the end like any good ride, im guessing,  you're going to want to do it all again.
Enjoy lifes ride you only get one.
The Second Time Around

Today I met an old friend
That I worked with long ago
She never really knew the me
That I wanted her to know

We had dinner and we talked
And we spoke about the past
I wondered if she knew back then
Of the feelings that I had

I always liked this lady
But back then I couldn't ask
We both had others we were with
So I let those feelings pass

This time there is a difference
For we're both single now
So I asked her on a second date
A night out on the town

Now I think I like this lady
And I'm glad I asked her out
Who knows, maybe more then friends
The second time around

Carl Joseph Roberts
Self explanatory..lol
The Smile In My Eyes

I used to have a smile
In my eyes when you walked in
Believing  that the love we shared
Would somehow never end
There was a feeling of excitement
Each time you looked my way
Something touched my inner soul
It grew stronger every day
Then all at once the smile was gone
And my eyes they filled with tears
Inside of me a sadness
That will never disappear
I used to have a smile
In my eyes when you walked in
Believing that the love we shared
Would somehow never end.

I used to have a smile


Carl Joseph Roberts**
January 2014
The South Side
(a song)

Three young boys just living their lives
Grew up poor learned how to survive
Never had much never asked why
That's just how it was on The South Side

All three were happy where they were
Thought they lived the life they deserved
They all had hopes and they all had dreams
But they wanted more then they could see

Three best friends for all of life
Would each move away and take a wife
They all had children of their own
But they'd always call The South Side home

The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
And helped three boys become best friends
The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
How the South Side made them into men

Then one day two friends would call
And find one friend not there at all
All three together one last time
Two friends now must say goodbye

Two friends carry the one who died
Who had given them so much in life
They share the memories held inside
Of the life they lived, on the South Side

The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
And helped three boys become best friends
The South Side is where they'd go back
When they'd tell stories of their past
How lessons learned stayed with them
How the South Side made them into men


Poem by: Carl Joseph Roberts
A true story

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