Introspection Grandchild Poems

Small particles of dust leisurely float in the rays,
[Bright sunshine glancing through a curtained windowpane]
Settle gently to the floor, their origins hard to explain,
We ponder...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Jumping, running, whirling, spinning, laughing.
They are tumbling now, down, the hill, into the leaf pile.
A handful of leaves are thrown high in the air.
The child...

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It was the most exciting time;
 it was the best of the best, 
the days I spent with my baby's baby.

Yes, I had a new...

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Swish thud goes the pendulum,
Giving every second significance,
With each moment as important.

Taking me into myself, for myself,
Able to access my abstraction,
Feeling my own presence positively.

The...

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I'm 51 today.
51 tomorrow, yay
Was 51 yesterday.
52 is months away,
And yes I'm thankful.
Although it's not my real birthday,
It kinda is in a certain way.
I'm still...

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Do I hate Walt Whitman...No,
I never heard of his tolls,

but I came in contact with his withdrawals-
and I think he is an ass that could...

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Once, twice, you dreamt to serve humanity,
     the most downtrodden, bogged in poverty;
        ...

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