Robert Edgar Burns

Rookie - 1 Points (02/14/1953 / Dunedin, Florida)

Robert Edgar Burns Poems

281. Pick Up Line Specialist 2/17/2012
282. My Someone Special 2/21/2012
283. This Land 2/21/2012
284. Nightingale 2/22/2012
285. Hornets 2/22/2012
286. Reality 2/23/2012
287. The County Fair 2/23/2012
288. Heart Of Love 2/23/2012
289. Pebbles Of Gold 2/26/2012
290. Fascination 2/27/2012
291. The Ugly Bug Romance Dance 2/28/2012
292. Storybook Children 2/28/2012
293. Everyone's Gone To The Moon 2/28/2012
294. A Better Man's Wife 2/28/2012
295. Slide Whistle Zoo 2/29/2012
296. Ghost Riding 2/28/2012
297. Friends With You Friends With You 2/29/2012
298. Love Is A Simple Song 2/29/2012
299. What Is Greater? 2/29/2012
300. The Wedding 2/29/2012
301. There Is A Man 3/1/2012
302. Lifted Up 3/1/2012
303. First Love 3/1/2012
304. I'M So Vain 3/2/2012
305. Beanie Weenies 3/2/2012
306. The Loner 3/3/2012
307. Life From Death 3/3/2012
308. The Carrousel 3/3/2012
309. Did You Know My Daddy? 3/4/2012
310. Chewing Chiclets 3/5/2012
311. The Skinny In You 3/5/2012
312. Raised In Central Florida 3/6/2012
313. Beginnings 3/6/2012
314. A Flowery World 3/6/2012
315. Time Traveler's Adventures #11 3/7/2012
316. Walking And Talking 3/7/2012
317. Anti What? 3/7/2012
318. While In Rome 3/7/2012
319. Road Train 3/7/2012
320. Candles In The Storm 3/7/2012

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Best Poem of Robert Edgar Burns

The Meadow

In the meadow of the valley,
Where wild flowers are roaming free.
There are multitudes of colors
And their backdropp forest greens.

There I sit and watch reflections
Of the clouds above the lake.
And the creatures drinking from it,
A deer, a swan, a snake.

To accentuate this beauty,
Are the mountains far away.
That rise above the woodlands,
“Look up” they seem to say.

While climbing one great mountain,
I see the meadow that’s below.
Looking even now more lovely,
Than when I was below.

So when you’re in a valley,
Looking ...

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My Heart's Pilot!

You are the sail from masts unfurled,
That forward moves my bow.
You are the Captain of my ship,
Who points me where and how.

You are my pilot ably strong,
Who stands firm at the wheel.
I will not question where you lead,
For it’s you who rights my keel.

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