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memories

October 17, 2011
By ksg777 BRONZE, Atalissa, Iowa
ksg777 BRONZE, Atalissa, Iowa
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Memories
He sees his beautiful son
Running and playing in the prairie grass
His face full of joy and happiness as
The warm golden sun shines down upon them.
Then it hit him
Like a sharp strike of a snake on the
Prairie
The drop of rain splashes on the
Fathers face followed by a tear and another.
He begins to cry.
Once he realizes that it was a memory of his inanest son
Who is dead.
His grave marker standing there
Under the lone tree on the prairie
In the cold relentless rain.
The father crying there
With the only thing he has left
Memories


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B.O.C. said...
on Oct. 19 2011 at 9:37 am
B.O.C., Wilton, Iowa
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its ok for a first poem but if this isnt your first one then its terrible