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Dreams lost in time...
... a nightmare jumble
Sands on a beach,
... Vines in a jungle
A
rifle in his hand,
... death to teach
Running
for cover,
... victory is what we preach
Shadows just out of reach
... Enemy is moving up
No one to fill the breech
... Death has a front
row seat
Heard is the call,
... �retreat...
retreat'...
Awakening, sweat on his brow,
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shaking, still wondering how,
there can ever be
an ending,
... to each nights familiar beginning
Dressed, and to work he goes,
... always smiling,
... so that nobody knows... |
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By Faye Sizemore
Copyright 2003
Listed January 16, 2012 |
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About
Author...
Faye Sizemore makes her home in the beautiful foothills of South Carolina with Grant, the love of her life, as well as three dogs, two cats, two parakeets and four nanny goats. Grant is a Vietnam Veteran having served with the US Marines in 1968-69 and is, of course, Faye's muse. Faye is deeply interested in Veterans' Affairs and Veterans' Causes. She is very proud of Grant and her poetry is an off-shoot of that pride.
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