Glenn Anderson Poems

I dreamed I met the clone of me—
A younger version far—
I thought to warn him of the way
That he must travel day by day
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The truth is clear, but not the why,
The lines are filled with mine and my;
It matters not the topic chosen,
The method's fixed, cold, stiff and frozen!
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Lines from a poem by Robert Burns read:

Auld Nature swears the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, O:
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I’ve reached an awkward age in life
When all things seem to hide;
Affected also is my wife,
As we search far and wide.
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Hospitals! They are such depressing places-
So full of pain, odd odors, somber faces;
And seldom are there ever even traces
Of real contentment.
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If you regard yourself as near perfection
And feel that any change would be a waste-
If you think you deserve the Lord's protection
Because you are near-sinless, pure and chaste-
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