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Grim Reminder (poem)

Updated on May 16, 2015

You see the river flowing down the street

I turn away pretending it’s not there

It is the grim reminder of defeat

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Although I hide I hear my son repeat

The fear which is broadcasted everywhere

You see the river flowing down the street

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In silence do I let him future meet

As life to serve our country he does swear

It is the grim reminder of defeat

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With every letter to refuge retreat

His words an echo of the daily fare

You see the river flowing down the street

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Another night of bombings I must greet

As even dreams retell the whole affair

It is the grim reminder of defeat

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With failure to do anything complete

As blood of my dear son I’m forced to bear

You see the river flowing down the street

It is the grim reminder of defeat

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      Linda Rogers 23 months ago from Minnesota

      A incredible yet sad poem. Beautiful writing full of meaning.

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