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Jessie Conner Poem
I remember the night
some time ago
that we were happy
my brother was coming home
I remember that he said
that he'll be back some day
well that day has came
and I can no longer wait.
but I had to wait
he didn't show
only the men
who were below
they said to me
in a way
that made a mess
swept away
my brother went away
and died
he was fighting for us
to save our lives
he was a soldier
like marines, airmen, and coast guards
that was it
the whole nine yards
but they are strong
and they always are
because they are men
with the purple heart
there gave there everything
there is never a fail
they stand strong
a strength we hale
hale our love and
hearts to all
to those who fly and those
who fall
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Jessie Conner Poem
to remember is
never to forget
it's a day of love
and quite a bit
Focus on the fallen
and hear them
calling out
to speak their stories
out loud
the people who
fought to keep us alive
every day we
know they tried
some succeed
some failed
we remember them all
to all we hail
hail our love
and heart's to all
to those who fly and
those who fall
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Jessie Conner Poem
See the flag
with two stars
in the white
surrounded by heart
honor pride
courage and love
the whole package from above
god is here
in us all
in the soldiers
who rise and fall
give your love
and warm hearts
to the men away
doing their part
See the flag
with two stars
in the white
surrounded by heart
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Jessie Conner Poem
blue skies
deep lies, a life without peace
a life in disguise
dirty lies
deep eyes, a secret worth keeping
not need to hide.
blue skies
my hurting eyes, feel the pain
we all cry
dirty lies
the ones inside, eating me alive
only a smile can hide
blue skies,
incredible times, coming forth
after I release those lies
dirty lies
the ones inside, no longer can
eat me alive.
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Trapped in side
my family's lies
why didn't they tell me about
this disguise
I am not their kid
I never was
they were my parents
just because
they found me
on the street
as a baby
with such little feet
my mother died
giving birth
some say it was
like a curse
they are in touch
with my father
because I'm his
only daughter
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I see
I remember
the darkness
that enters.
enters the
minds
of those who
fight
for all of
us here
far
and near
don't just
think, see or
remember
those who have fallen
and those in war, the combat can't
be ignored
they are
important as
those still
alive
they fight all day
and even through
nights
they protect us
as we support them
through everything
until
the end.
give your hearts
to the men and fallen
their souls
are still hear
just hear them calling
"hey their
families all about
don't sit, sit
and pout.
we are doing what we
love
it's why god sent us from above.
we fight for
you,
our country too,
today is to remember
yesterday we
forget,
tomorrow is a day
full of love
and quite a bit."
this poem is for
every solider that far
but ever more
in our hearts.
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The great game is who I am allowed to be
the game is my name and the only way,
time flies by without the look of death in a single eye.
What is this "Mad world" men put their selves into,
when the great game is out of their way in the woods, standing far away?
I do not wish to know, for only the snow, can mask the intend glow of foot prints left for me to know,
which leads to death and the other home.
I'm the game, the elk, mighty and young, being hunted by you,
the great game attendee.
The game just begun as you take that hat place on you head,
grabbed your bag
and load your gun.
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Jessie Conner Poem
Some people believe
in different things
some are easy
others hard to see
I believe in world peace
a day where some one could only see
I believe in strong hearts
the ones of families not far apart
I believe in the prefect home
my place, my life, my quiet zone
see these are different
and so are yours
a little bit no,
so much more
I believe in lasting life
for only those who truly put up a fight
I believe in holy ground
even good souls uprising, from the ground
I believe in false dreams
because in some of which I can't see
I believe I lasting love
because even a little is enough
in this world
are many
beliefs
I sometimes
wonder what
the others could be
but till
then I still know
my beliefs are strong and glow
Cause
l believe
in world
peace
a day where
someone
could only
see,
I believe
in strong hearts,
the one
of families
not far apart
I believe
in the
perfect home
my place my life,
my quiet
zone
I believe
in lasting life
for those who
truly put
up a fight.
I believe
in holy grounds
where only good souls
walk amongst
around.
I believe
in false dreams
some of
which I can't see
I know this is
the end
but that
depends if you
can make
this again
the final thing
I believe
in, is bigger than
me in this
den
I believe
in lasting love,
because even a little
is just enough.
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Jessie Conner Poem
MY LIFE IS SADNESS
it's full of Death and bleakness
Life for me is hard
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Jessie Conner Poem
Summer is coming,
flowers are hear,
you see the shadows
disappear
school
is almost out
the smiles on our faces
while the adults pout
summer is coming
the heat of a year
there is a lot bees
buzzing in our ears
but we don't care
we're here at last
when school is out
we can have a blast
welcome to summer
beat the heat
while your in the city
we're at the beach!
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