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He Died Last Week
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He Died Last Week |
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PhaerieChild Senior Member
since 1999-08-30
Posts 1787Aloha, Oregon 
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Got a knock on the door at 3a.m. The uniform said it all. Can you come identify him Down at the morgue by City Hall. Numbly I dressed in faded jeans Shirt was inside out. This isn't real just a dream Come on!! Wake up!! I shout. He died last week from alcohol He loved to play the quarters His drink of choice above all Was anything for starters. He died last month, 30 days I no longer hear his voice. His face is becoming a filmy haze. Damn his drink of choice! He died last year about this time I have no reason to smile I miss his laughter and his shine I even miss his guile. Eighteen years old, my youngest son Life had just barely started. He was just a kid, just begun When death came in to barter. Well it bartered well for my son's life And poisoned him with all it had. It filled the hole left with strife And then it killed his Dad. 09/01/99 ------------------ Words lay dormant in the recesses of the mind til called forth to a labor of love. By WildChild |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Very Sad Wild Child, I have seen the effects of alcohol first hand in my own family - I truly empathize with you. Michael |
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Emmy Member
since 1999-06-29
Posts 194KY |
Many a tear I shed for you...your poem was beautiful |
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caroline Senior Member
since 1999-08-16
Posts 1218http://members.xoom.com/belladona123/index.htm |
I cannot find adequate words to express how I feel for you. To be able to write (and so well) about this is exceptionally brave of you. I admire your strength. |
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