Herbert Nehrlich Poems

To introduce myself: I'm Wil.
I hope you like my hair!
And, should you find I fit the bill,
I'll be your special bear.
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You have your arms
around me.
My lips caress the softness of your face.
No words are spoken
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'No, little Johnny, raindrops are really just
the tears of sweet angels, who cry. Cry
because of sins that people commit,
and that is why, my smart and curious boy,
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It was Country Western yesterday,
and Classical Music on Monday,
the Beatles of the sixties
are a distant memory.
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I was just nine - you caught my eye,
you stunned me with your smile.
I stood with friends when you swayed by,
I thought of you a while.
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Some chocolates on Valentine,
and later on, a bit of wine.
A bunch of rare exotic flowers
to brighten up the evening hours.
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Yes, it is me
who looks at You
from the oddest places and strangest faces
as I just happen to be
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He was an old man now.
Still digging graves at
our cemetary.
Pick axe and shovel,
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When I woke in the morning at home
at the bedside there was a new feature,
it looked a bit like a small gnome
or some other benevolent creature.
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Oh yes, the LOTTERY.
Another one I did not,
would not, could not
participate in, yet
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