Clive Blake Poems

Tiny hands and tiny feet,
You're so very small and neat,
Your little life, now just begun,
Our heart's you have already won,
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Don't go near a vacuum,
Stay clear of empty space,
Don't look at the dark side,
But watch the full moon's face.
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Please hold my hand Gramps
And then walk with me,
For you're sixty-four
And I'm not yet three.
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A teenage pessimist lived,
With a fear and a dread,
That one day he'd awake,
And find himself dead,
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If voters are not
Listened to,
And know that
They will never be,
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I feel so, so blessed,
That you, that you,
Are my Valentine,
And I feel sure that now
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One day …
I offered you a compromise,
But you went riding by,
Upon your high, high horse,
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You are the fresh spring rain
That helps my soul to thrive,
You are the soft cool breeze
Which makes me feel alive.
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I'd like to say
I'll love you
Until the end of time,
But I don't want to
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