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I was a proud young man
With smiles blooming on my cheeks
Dream-dancing in my eyes
Mind- filled with the ideas of being seen

After I met you,
I lost myself
Dreams became reality
Happiness became synonymous for my eyes
Trust me,
After I met you, I grew unidentifiable

For now,
I am you
And
You're  me
I am nobody
And you're none!!

Beyond the horizon of pride
And an urge to be seen and recognized
You and I have blended together
Invisible to the world.

For now,
You and I have transformed into "WE"
And living the heaven within "US."
I never got out of my nursery rhyme books
Daffy down dilly is still coming to town
But wearing bright leggings and a plastic crown
Little Boo Peep has lost her sheep
But does not want to find them
**** Robin sings out of tune
But nobody tells him it is too crude
The three little kittens threw away
Their mittens and mother began to cry
And if your look in the garden
You will find Mary Quite Contrary
And Ted in a flower bed
They have forgotten their *****.

Love mad Grandma ***
 Feb 2018 Cristina
phil roberts
As I lie here
With eyes closed softly
I think deeply of you
And I inhale stars
The scent of twinkling light
So fresh and alive
Sparkling gentle inside me
And I want to write this feeling
So tentatively
As it must be
Like writing words on bubbles
Delicate and precious
Begging them not to disappear
Like dreams in the morning

                                        By Phil Roberts
This may well be my last poem here.
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