Open Poetry #14 |
The Fathers of Our Country |
John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas |
A freezing Yankee winter- In the snows of Valley Forge. Feet wrapped in rags, and starving- They bivouacked there with George. They fell alone, to Indians, As they opened up the West. Fate it seems, will settle... Only for our best. The fathers of our country- Lie in unmarked graves, I fear. They saw and did their duty- And their honor, they held dear. They fell at Chickamauga- Antietam, Vicksburg, too- Some died in Rebel uniforms- And some in Northern blue. Europe, the Pacific- Korea, Vietnam... Our finest bore our banner, And also, Desert Storm. The died by tens, and hundreds- Most childless, in their teens... But they fathered our great nations, And they live on in her dreams. |
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cpalmer Senior Member
since 2001-06-26
Posts 977Phoenix, Az |
That was beautiful...a nice tribute to the soldiers of war Cindi God is our inspiration; Words of the heart can be music to our ears |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Good words Gunslinger...James |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
You've made an honorable tribute to the soldiers who gave their lives and especially the young soldiers that would remain fatherless in the physical realm, but they did father a great nation under God. The last few lines that tell of these young men really opened my eyes of understanding. Thank you. |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
What a fine tribute to our fallen heroes. You have created a wonderful poem! Betty Lou Hebert |
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