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Jul 2013
Those on high,
See me cry,
Feel my pain,
Life is insane,
No more home,
I'm all alone,
Can't see his face,
This empty place,
No laughter here,
Life gone I fear,
No more I know,
While life below,
My son came back,
From life's attack,
Gave all for us,
Did not a fuss,
Why war so near,
Takes those so dear,
And those behind,
No purpose find,
My heart is hurt,
My hope desert,
Can't hug him so,
I'm dying slow,
So hug your child,
So tenderly,
And truly see,
How precious done,
My lovely son.
Written by
Carl Gene Hardwick  65/M/Arizona
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