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Published:October 3rd, 2011 13:53 EST
Two New Poems, From Different Sides of Life

Two New Poems, From Different Sides of Life

By Ed Roberts

I have 3 grandchildren

Noah whose poem appeared in my 2nd book "I`m Still Standing"

Caina whose poem was in the 3rd "Everything Must Have a Beginning, a Middle, and an End"

(The complete title also had "Now I lay Me Down to Sleep")

I made it a point that from that time on my book titles would have to be shorter

:)

Ten months ago my youngest grandson Gideon was born

It took awhile but finally he now has his poem

I am glad I was able to write it when I did because my son and his family are leaving to move to New York, a long way away from our home here in Oklahoma

I do not know when or if I am going to release another book but if I do these next two poems will be in it

 

Gideon`s World

 

In Gideon`s world

There is magic

Every day is filled with wonder

New faces

New places

Miracles there to simply reach out

And touch

 

In Gideon`s world

There is laughter

And yes

There are tears

So many moments filled

With discovery

Rest

Warmth

And contentment

 

In Gideon`s world

There is love

Caring

And concern

Above all

Protection and safety

For there is so much

Left for him to learn

And so many that surround him

That care

 

I sit here tonight

Myself filled with wonder

Because just for this single moment

I posses all of these things

All the magic

The laughter

And the love

That fills Gideon`s world

And I thank God above

That I have been truly blessed

To even be a small part

Of this wonderful

Gideon`s world

 

Ed Roberts

 

 

To my youngest grandson

May your world always be filled with magic

Hope, and love

 

 

The second poem honestly is a view of my life

I have over 504 allergies, something I had to learn to grow up with

One of the doctors that worked at the clinic I was tested at said the one that worried him most was Earth; I simply needed to go back to where I came from :)

I have nearly died 8 or 9 times now, really have lost count

I feel I have been left here for a reason, a purpose that I try and fulfill every day that I am given

 

On the way home

 

This place where we live

Is not my home

 

The grass

The trees

So many things that surround me

My body treats as poison

 

I never seem to fit here

Never blend amongst a crowd

Never fall into a single group

Or match what is considered the norm

 

You ask me about my home

From where it is that I came

 

My home is a simple place

It is enclosed entirely in the center

Of a single grain of sand

That lays at the edge of the ocean

 

My world is a far away place

That rests thousands and thousands of miles

Past the most distant known star

 

My world is a vast place

That reaches from one of these points

To the other

And is connected by each and every thing

That lies in between

 

I hope that you understand

I am thankful

For every day

Every moment

That I am allowed to stay in the world

The world that is shared by so many

 

I feel there is so much for me to do here

So much that I have been given

So much that I must find a way to share with others

 

I hope that you can also understand though

This place

This wonderful planet upon which we live

Is not my home

And in the end

When my job here is finished

I will finally be allowed to leave

And go back to where I came from

To go back

Home

 

I also hope you understand

That there I will be waiting

Hoping and praying

That you will call this wonderful place

Your home as well

 

Ed Roberts