THE VISIT

THE VISIT

A Poem by Starr

 

 

 

THE VISIT
 
He was all she had…
 her smile,
her treasured gift,
her joy and pride
And they want me to visit her home
and tell her that he died
They want me to verbally suffocate her spirit
and shatter her motherly heart
They want me to report of his untimely demise
and tear her world eternally apart
To rob her and rape her
of her joy for the rest of her days
In telling her that her favorite child,
her youngest son,
�" died viciously �"
on his 20th birthday

 

 

 

I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask, "Mother, what was war?" ~Eve Merriam

 

 

 

 

Tara S. Gause 

© 2007

All Rights Reserved

© 2010 Starr


Author's Note

Starr
**This poem was written from the voice of Military personnel.

Please keep our soldiers and their families in your daily prayers. Thank you.

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Wow, thats all i can say.

It was beautiful in its pain and misery,

although i have been lucky enough to not have any of my family die in the war,

i know many other who have.

Saddness seems webbed in this poem,

causing it to be strong.

Beautifully put and stated, keep up the artistic work,

Love is chocolate,

~forLOVEforLOSS~

Posted 15 Years Ago


I respect this poem. Even though I don't think Bush is to blame for his death. You blame the person who killed him.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Atlanta, GA



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