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The Soldier

01 Nov

Angel Takes Flight

On a windy dark and dreary night
Not a sound near by
A man lay upon his folded sheet created like a pillow upon a board that he slept as a bed at night
Memories reliving his life like dreams in the night
A paper lay by his side that read one simple thing
I miss you daddy, it’s been too long when soon will you be returning home. We are well but would be better knowing that you were too and that you were here and not there at war
The dark night becoming more cold and grim as the time passed
Brought these warm thoughts of his by one picture he had there of that of his family whom all missed one another so dear

On a windy dark and dreary night
Not a sound near by
A man lay upon his folded sheet created like a pillow…

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Posted by on November 1, 2016 in Poetry

 

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