Rober Poems - Poems about Rober

..."The Road Not Taken," Frost slow ball to my curb," ... by The Poet. If you instant your past past your eyes! (Uhh!) And the pause it had caused tis now gone, (Poof,) made of years, good, and te......

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...The symphony begins before daylight. Night herons blink tired eyes at music’s quake. Some tiny fish splash in the silent night. With spearing beak her breakfast she does take. Beneath the mangrov......

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