Soldier

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Soldier

I see the soldier on the ground
Lying lifeless at my feet
Dying for a new beginning
His heart fights for its final beat
And as I kneel down by his side
The patch of earth where he came to rest
I hold him softly in my arms
And rest his head upon my breast

This lonely face I have never seen
Yet this boy's face could be my son
His mothers' grief is borne in me
His death could never be undone
I know not what his fight was for
Those above made him decide
To fight for cause we all believe
If not for him we would have died

This boy shall not die alone
I feel his family by my side
All he loves are knelt with me
We share the grief, the tears, the pride
We look into his fading eyes
Go to sleep my little one
Rocking gently like a babe
Fight no more your time has come

© Gaia_Lorraine 2006
Dedicated to Curt… Veteran, Purple Heart, Navy Cross and Bronze Star. To all those who fought with him and continue to do so to this day. God Bless.

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Gaia_LorraineGaia_Lorrainealmost 15 years agoAuthor
Oleaginous sentimentality?

I heard an Angel singing

When the day was springing,

"Mercy, Pity, Peace

Is the world's release."

(William Blake)

Death! that struck when I was most confiding

In my certain faith of joy to be -

Strike again, Time's withered branch dividing

From the fresh root of Eternity!.

(Emily Jane Bronte)

To quote but two.

I had forgotten that LIT's critics were far more prophetic than the masters. Or should that be pathetic?

AnonymousAnonymousover 15 years ago
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I do not doubt the sincerity of the emotion but this is Hallmark Poetry.Oleaginous sentimentality.

AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
Right on

As always Lorraine, your poems do you justices.

SWF

AnonymousAnonymousover 17 years ago
Excellent!

Keep it up my love...

ILY Sienna xx

AnonymousAnonymousabout 18 years ago
You Know I Love It

You know I love it, Lorriane, and as always, it makes me cry

Love, Curt

MyNecroticSnailMyNecroticSnailabout 18 years ago
pearl of a poem

enjoin your rite <winkz

EmJ0385EmJ0385about 18 years ago
The greatest pain

The only pain greater than the pain of separation is that of permanent loss...ask any military family that experiences both.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 18 years ago
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Very nicely stylistic tribute to all those who share in a most honorable profession.

RhymeFairyRhymeFairyabout 18 years ago
Heartfelt ~

I feel your pain my friend. Excellent

dedication and wonderful poem.

I love it's flow, and your imagery reaches deep, pulls out all the love of those who share in this pain. Knowing we are not alone, and we have the help of young ... old to help carry this load. I cannot stress how moving this poem is, especially in these times ~

More Please ~

My Erotic TrailMy Erotic Trailabout 18 years ago
mention

Your poem was mentioned in the New Poems Review Thread~

thanks for the literary journey~ Art~

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