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Logan Robertson Dec 2018
George HW Bush has left the room
For the last time we salute his duty
Save be it the last image of his bloom
The red, white and blue  his beauty

Stars and stripes live on forever
In our heartbeats his wonderful space
We honor his service and endeavour
For preserving  our country's  better place

From dedicated soldier to president
His passion for his country took flight
For he was always there ... a present
In fighting for his country to shine bright

Now his mission over leaves us blessed
The fourty first link's mettle was impressed

Logan Robertson

12/05/2018
Thankyou Mr. Bush for steming into a bloom, reaching heights in this garden we call life. In this country's bed of flowers, one stood always awake, watching over the others.
  Dec 2018 Logan Robertson
betterdays
time kaliedescopes
yesterdays, nows and
tommorows jumble
in glittering jewels
hopes from earlier
become wistful dreams
hopes for later, mists
to be gathered in butterfly nets
dreams of now circle like
koi in a  pond,
hypnotic in their gliding
silent world

we stand on the precipice
waiting for echoes to return
waiting for an updraught
of heady confidence
to give us impetous
to allow us spread
our gossamer wings
we wait for the sun
to warm us, to bring the rush
of blood to our heads
so that we may jump
and soar in the yonder
so that our feet may feel
the caress of  impossibilty
and clouds can tickle our soles

we wait...
  Dec 2018 Logan Robertson
betterdays
I wish for you my little big love
a life of soft landings
of easy struggles and
short battles

but  I know my little big love
that this will not, should not,
be the case, for if you have only
soft, easy and short, you will not
appreciate the life you live

no my little big love, my heart knows
you must sometimes fight long,
struggle with all your being
land hard and hurt, to  earn
the victory, to see the win
in all it's glory, to accept
the prize

my heart wishes you soft landings
my head tempers the wish  with wisdom
so I send you forth to live your life
this day and the next, with humour
kindness and fortitude...hoping
you you return with stories and a smile
but knowing somedays you won't....
Logan Robertson Nov 2018
What the fork is going on
We argue all knife long
The table settings a froze
What the fork is going on
Can't we at least spoon
A ladle here, a ladle there
What the fork is going on
We argue all knife long

Logan Robertson

11/30/2018
There were many a night it rained and the weather outside was fine.
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