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Another Unknown Soldier

Green locusts whirl and flap above, A long way from Chicago, love. Out here, the armor piercing dove will make you scream for mothers' love. Through layers of mud, I'm still alive if life just means what I survive. The mortars thunk, I shove and dive. I don't think I'm--------------------------. The World of War: Vietnam. Gerard F. Keogh Jr.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 5/1/2011 7:43:00 AM
No apologies ever needed with the "Sweetheart".. I have been there when death has taken precedence over all and poetry has to take a back seat luv.. the contests fuel my creative juices so very much I cannot sleep.. but to create a poem for the entry luv.. our gifts never need to go to waste my friend.. if u ever need anything please soup mail me luv.. I am here for u ...always..luv..
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Date: 5/1/2011 7:41:00 AM
Gerard u are a sweet and special guy on P.S. and a good friend to me with your wonderful comments always and your super compliments.. I feel the very same toward u luv.. an excellent write on the War that stunned the World.. know this contest is now over .. my entry won 9th and it was chilling to recreate the event.. the draft looking good .. have not paid too much attention like I need to ..been house hunting for my son who lives with us right now.. I understand your family is first.. luv..
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