Bri Edwards Eyes Poems

Each of three days I've spied a spider ‘idly sitting'…..
…in a web strung between branches.Was it knitting?
[ I don't think it was. ]Was it looking back at me ….
…through the window where I was gazing at its tree?
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I was expecting an important package,
to be delivered by messenger to my home.
In order for me to check it for damage...
I wanted to take it at the door, ……so I dared not roam.
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Overuse of my prowling blue hawk eyes........may
bring early onset dementia and dear Bri's demise.

On the other hand, my wife thinks on PH I will find
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I’ve got what many consider a strange outlook on life,
and not many think it stranger than.......does my dear wife.
At age sixty-five, by many, I’m not considered yet “old”,
but I say I’ve lived long enough! I believe it, and NOW you’ve been told.
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I was sitting at a little table, my mate seated opposite me on a long wall bench,
when in walked and sat two feet from my mate, a long-legged, young blonde wench.
I went about my business of perusing menu, ordering, and beginning meal.
But, darn it, I couldn't help stealing glances of the girl, from her crown down to her heel.
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