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Standing at the door
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Standing at the door |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa 
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Standing at the door, dog tags in hand. About to tell a loved one about thier loss. Thinking of how it could have been me. Wondering how they will react. Reaching up with heavy hand, I knock on the door. Waiting nervously, I prepare myself for what's to come. Wishing anxiously, someone else had come. Wanting desperately, not to have to deliver such news. He gave his life for this country that he loved. Dying so suddenly without warning. He never got to say "Goodbye my love". Sadly thinking how to treat the wounds I'm sure to inflict. Praying for peace and getting only a saddened heart. The only tribute I can give is this poem. His memory will never fade from my mind. His lust for life never replaced. His joy in his family and his friends, never forgotten. He will live on till the end of time. He is one of us, the unforgotten vet...... P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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kat Member
since 2000-05-20
Posts 387 |
This is so sad. How hard it must be to give a family news like that. The saddest part of all is knowing how many died for their country and how sad it was for their families to hear that dreaded knock on the door. I can really feel the emotions in this poem as you describe yourself waiting for the door to open. Great poem!  Kat |
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JulieAnn Senior Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 754Earth 3rd Rock from the sun!! |
so sad..it actually gave me chills reading it. My ex is in the military, being the father of children it is one of my worst fears that someday.......Nice work...Julie |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
EPoet~ Tenderly portrayed .... 'Sadly thinking how to treat the wounds I'm sure to inflict' Wow ... what sensitivity. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
thank all of you very much for the comments. I wanted people to understand how much our vets have given for this country. I also wanted people to see how hard it is to be the bearer of bad news. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
yes this poem is a little old already, but this one was written from my point of view as being a vet with the onerous task of presenting bad news to a vets' family. I think our vets are the finest people in all the world because they love this country so much that they are willing to die for it. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
Tragic news to have to bear... So so sad. Thank you for sharing. Love and hugs, Lizzie "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
thank you esp. It is hard news to bear. but sometimes the hardest things in life only make us stronger. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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dgvarner Member Elite
since 2000-05-13
Posts 3552High Springs, Florida |
this is pretty powerful..sorry i just got around to reading it! "Sadly thinking how to treat the wounds I'm sure to inflict" such raw thoughts and truth.. this is a wonderful tribute to the vets... dg "i speak in written word--my lips, no sound may utter..." dgvarner |
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Butterflies_dont_cry Member Elite
since 2000-03-06
Posts 3733Michigan |
EPoet* This piece had me gripped in it's spell through the last line....very powerful writing with such intense emotion. Great work from your heart~ |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
thank you dv and butterflies. I was trying to get people to see that sometimes the greatest gift we have is our freedom and that there are so many who lay their lives on the line for it everyday. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
epoet, What a great piece. I could feel you apprehension as you prepared to knock on the door. It is truly a shame that this has to happen in the world, but freedom like most things comes with its price. These men deserved a far greater reward then we could ever give them. Wonderful writing. Lone Wolf Poetry should surprise by fine excess...it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts and appear almost a remembrance. -J.Keats |
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epoet Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 291grand rapid,MI, usa |
thank you lone wolf. these men deserve better than any words that I could put to pen and they deserve respect from all of us. P. J. Kotrch carpe diem A soul once touched is a soul once blessed by love |
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