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Monica Robledo Poem
There is a struggle in his eyes
People sense he is wise
He will cut unhealthy ties
He will keep his eyes on the prize
It is no surprise
this man will rise
Copyright © Monica Robledo | Year Posted 2019
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Monica Robledo Poem
Kindred Spirit do you call me?
How could this be?
Many years of loneliness
Here with no phoniness
Enlightened by your humane spirit
Permeating my being every minute
Until our souls slowly become one
The saga for love is won
Kindred Spirit filled with peace
Stay with me-Our love will not cease
MAR 10-27-19
Copyright © Monica Robledo | Year Posted 2019
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Monica Robledo Poem
You are one of a kind
A creative mind like yours is hard to find
Hold the brush that God has set aside
for you
Know his finishing touch
Will always reside
in you
Copyright © Monica Robledo | Year Posted 2019
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