Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Changed Man

The Changed Man by Robert Phillips

If you were to hear me imitating Pavarotti
in the shower every morning, you would know
how much you have changed my life.

If you were to see me stride across the park
waving to strangers, then you would know
I am a changed man—like Scrooge

awakened from his bad dreams feeling feather-
light, angel-happy, laughing the father
of along like of bright laughs—

“It is not too late to change my life!”
It is change. Me, who felt short-changed.
Because of you I no longer hate my body.

Because of you I buy new clothes.
Because of you I’m a warrior of joy.
Because of you and me. Drop by

this Saturday morning and discover me
fiercely pulling weeds gladly, dedicated
as a born-again gardener.

Drop by on Sunday—I’ll Turtlewax
your sky-blue sports car, no sweat. I’ll greet
enemies with a handshake, forgive debtors

with a papal largesse. It’s all because
of you. Because of you and me,
I’ve become one changed man.

*This poem is beautiful…we never know the impact we have on someone and this conveys his sheer joy over them being together. It made him change his every day dealings…he’s so in love he doesn’t even act the same anymore. Every task is done with vigor and joy! This wonderfully made my day. I hope you enjoy!*

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