Robert Dean McCarthy

Occupation :

Trade's Assistant

Date Of Birth :

7th March 1955.

Education :

Year 9 completed

Interests :

Computers, Travelling, Writing Poetry, Scouting and Music.

Published Writings :

"Under a Quicksilver moon" by the International Library of Poetry poetry.com

and a CD collection called "The Sound of Poetry" by the International Library of

Poetry poetry.com. Local paper called "The Bunyip" in Gawler South Australia.

Personal Statement :

Love to write poetry, hoping some day to have a book of Poetry published,

and become a well known poet. I also like to put my feelings into my poetry.

 

Found Love

 

 

A lonely boy, a lonely girl,

Both heart broken, in the world.

They found each other, by chance.

Found love, they wanted to enhance.

 

A lonely dog, howling all night,

Not because, she had a fight.

So sad, being all alone,

Found love, when her master, brought a puppy home.

 

Looking up, to the sky,

Watching birds, as they fly so high.

Found love, up in the trees,

Enough, to really please.

 

We all show it, when we can,

Even if its just, the holding of hands.

A gentle smile, then a soft kiss,

As we found love, just like this.

 

Copyright 2001 By Robert McCarthy

 

Love

 

Warmth

Love

Hearts on fire,

Don’t you know, your my hearts desire.

To touch

Feel

To know your real,

Sign of love and sex appeal.

Care

Share

Take a dare,

Run my fingers through your hair.

Lips

Soft

Sweet to kiss,

When your not here, its you I miss.

Me

You

What we could do,

Dont you know, that I love you.

Copyright 2002 By Robert McCarthy

All Rights Reserved.

 

Thank You

 

Thank you, for being such a dear friend,

Someone I can rely on, time and time again.

Its nice to have some one, who will talk to me,

A very special person, to my heart, stole the key.

Thank you for being there, in my hour of need,

When I was so lonely, you made me plant a seed.

Just like a plant, our friendship was to grow,

For in your heart, you seemed to know.

Thank you for your caring love, really means so much,

When I hug and kiss you, I feel your loving touch.

Never want to lose you, its my biggest fear,

As for my heart, I hold you ever so near.

Thank you for the good times, we’ve had quite a few,

For I must say, that I love you.

I love the way we talk, when we’re holding hands,

Time seems to go so fast, like drifting sands.

And so I must say thank you, never let me go,

Let our love grow stronger, and let our feelings show.

We share a life together, the way its meant to be,

Loving each other, just you and me.

Copyright By Robert McCarthy

All Rights Reserved

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