1386

December 18, 2008
By Edward Webb, Petoskey, MI

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
Two new visitors
A mother
Both boys of 19, off to war
The only children
The last of the family line

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
The marines called today
Both boys of 19, in the war
The end of the family line

Brutal heat of the Iraqi desert
A run down house awaits
Two new visitors
A platoon of men inside
Both boys of 19, in the house
No one sees the men coming
Silence,
Was that an explosion?

An air-conditioned room
The Pentagon, Washington D.C.
A phone call awaits
The room gone silent
Two men dead
Both boys of 19, back from war
Gone in the flash
What do we tell the mother?

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
Two new visitors
Two men in uniform
One holding a flag
Another comforting
A crying mother in his arms

1386 Wright Street
A doorstep awaits
The whole town at the door
Every citizen telling the mother
Both boys of 19, heroes
No one will ever forget


Center of town
A new plaque
Visitors come to pay respects
Both boys of 19, never forgotten

The author's comments:
Something I think all readers should realize is that the repetitiveness of the number 19 really expresses how young they are to go off to war and die. And that there are kids out there right that could very well be the kids in this poem.

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