David Whalen Poems

<center>It's the nights…
It's the nights
that are the loneliest
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Nature opens itself more
To people who look deeply
Than to those that bother
Only to just see
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Today I solemnly resolve to say nothing
Not to observe nor write a single line
I won't even mention the man dressed like a cowboy
Nor that voluptuous chick lookin' fine
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I am tall, handsome,
an outstanding lover
Athletic, slim,
a romance novel cover
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There is no right
There is no wrong
Tis all but a matter
Of point of view
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Te amo
I love you

Te quiero
I want you
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Great grandchildren…
More that just a few
Grandchildren…
Got a lot of them too
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From a distance
On a hillside in Kentucky
From a distance
I heard "The Old Rugged Cross"
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Sound of gravel crunching
On a lonely country lane
Then parking neath an ol' Oak Tree
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