David Whalen Poems

Proud eagles fly high
Oe’r land and sea
Upon majestic, wide wings tipped
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The genie is out of the bottle
Has stolen out into the night

Pandora's box is become unlocked
Things will ne'er again seem right
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<center>Would you like to go with me?
Perhaps better not… to go!
I go into the woods at night you see
Neath Winter night's Moon glow
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<center>I like to watch old people
And imagine how they were
In their youth
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Every time

I hear the wind…
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The ability to be,
Rather than to achieve
Is one of the hardest things
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<center>Your children only hold your hand
For a little while
Before they push you away
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A million kisses
To the Moon
A thousand toasts
Of Summer wine
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My diet's not working
It's easy to see
And my waist isn't
Getting any smaller
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