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I sat at his Grave

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WTBAKELAR
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0 posted 05-26-2009 02:01 PM       View Profile for WTBAKELAR   Email WTBAKELAR   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for WTBAKELAR

marine corp Pictures, Images and Photos
I sat at his Grave


He was only about ten years older,
Yet to me he was always a man,
I looked up to him with wonder,
And try to remember all that I can,

I just donít remember much before,
The day that he left to go,
He joined the Marines, and was going away,
And I missed him more than you know,

That night they took him to the plane,
And I had to wait in the car,
I didnít know what Vietnam was,
Or why he chose to go to war,

My mother cried, and cried some more,
And I did too, I guess,
She knew what lay in store for him,
For she had brothers that served with the rest,

He served his Country with Honor,
And had the scars to prove it,
They patched him up and he went back,
Yes, In him there was no quit,

He saw things, that no man should,
And of most he would not say,
Only that it was "Hell on Earth",
And he prayed for a better day,

When he finally came home to us,
I was so happy to have him there,
But he seemed so filled with trouble and strife,
And at times it was hard to bear,

He carried with him those scars of war,
Both visible and within,
Oh, they took their toll on his health and soul,
As they slowly savaged him,

When I got the call that he had passed away,
I cried like the day he had left before,
And I knew I would always remember him,
As that Marine that went off to war,

Now I sit at his grave and reminisce,
Of the day he took me to church on his bike,
I place a flag, and think of my Brother,
And all the soldiers, that stood for something,,,,, Like Mike.

[This message has been edited by WTBAKELAR (05-27-2009 04:05 PM).]

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1 posted 05-26-2009 06:17 PM       View Profile for Oklahoma Rose   Email Oklahoma Rose   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Oklahoma Rose

Awwww, this is so sad. There are so many who have served and lost their lives while trying to serve our country. I salute them all.
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2 posted 05-27-2009 09:15 PM       View Profile for Billie Cullimore   Email Billie Cullimore   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Billie Cullimore

Dear Tracey,

  This is so beutiful, I can't keep  from crying, but not just for our loss but for my wonderful son, Tracey who has such a loving heart for his siblings and for all of life. You are so talented, you are so special.

By the way,
Did I tell you that I love you?

Mom  P. S. Where did you get this wonderful picture? mom
Robert E. Jordan
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3 posted 05-27-2009 09:22 PM       View Profile for Robert E. Jordan   Email Robert E. Jordan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Robert E. Jordan

Yo WTBAKELAR,

This is a very lovely picture, and poem to go with it.

Bobby
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4 posted 05-28-2009 12:32 PM       View Profile for Margherita   Email Margherita   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Margherita

Though I am not your Mom, I just reacted like her while reading this sensitive, heartwrenching poem.

Lingering a moment in silence ... so much pain can't be handled in a blink of an eye.

Love,
Margherita
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5 posted 05-28-2009 01:35 PM       View Profile for 2islander2   Email 2islander2   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for 2islander2

wonderful homage and recalling that war is tragedy...I deeply shared the thoughts of the poem...

regards

yann
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6 posted 05-28-2009 02:40 PM       View Profile for WTBAKELAR   Email WTBAKELAR   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for WTBAKELAR

This poem is dedicated to my oldest brother;
Norman Micheal Atkinson,
He served in the USMC in Vietnam, I do not know how many tours, Was injured more than once, caught malaria, and several schrapnal scars.
He served his full term and when he came home, he taught me hand to hand combat.  I never lost a fight after that.

He lived till he was 56 and died from the lingering effects of agent orange.

He loved Harley Davidsons, and had just purchased the 100 year aniversary bike a few months prior to his death.

He was a very tallented and accomplished artist and he is missed by his family.

Mike passed away 5 years ago next month.

I want to thank all of you for your kind and caring comments.
I found the picture on Photobucket.

Thanks again,
Love, Tracey.  
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7 posted 05-28-2009 03:38 PM       View Profile for Osprey   Email Osprey   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Osprey

I Bow to your loss, and to all the young Americans. If the spirit of freedom was not in their sacrifice, I'd not be here typing this.
The blood on the beaches of Normandy and Guadalcanal, and all the places I do not mention are my saviour. I'll always know that to be the truth.
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Osprey,
Thank you so much for the very kind comments, and genuine care and spirit.

It is greatly appreciated,
Tracey.
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9 posted 06-09-2009 01:38 PM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

*touching screen*

This went straight to my heart... first line to last. What a beautiful tribute!
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10 posted 06-09-2009 02:19 PM       View Profile for WTBAKELAR   Email WTBAKELAR   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for WTBAKELAR

suthern
Thank you so much for your very kind and touching comment.

I am always so glad when you enjoy my poetry.

Love always,
Tracey.
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11 posted 06-09-2009 11:25 PM       View Profile for LindsayP   Email LindsayP   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LindsayP


That is a very sad, sensitive poem Tracey
that makes us all remember the aftermath

of that terrible war. Why can't people just live in peace, it really saddens my day.
Take care my friend.  

Lindsay
 
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