The Giving Place

October 4, 2010
By baroquerose BRONZE, Flower Mound, Texas
baroquerose BRONZE, Flower Mound, Texas
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The scent was of sweat and gun smoke,
Between two of the same,
Tripping over mounded flesh of their brothers,
Who’s faces twisted in agony and vain

The remaining had no choice but to leave,
Digging shallow graves for those left behind,
Their flesh invigorated the wondrous wood,
Creating a sanctuary of daffodils over time.

The author's comments:
This poem was inspired from an image of a forest full of daffodils. I imagine what could have caused them to naturally grow there- possibly, nourishment from fallen soldiers of the Civil War?

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