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 I heard that he had been killed
in Afghanistan   
oh, I will remember the day I heard 
it was a bright summer day
azure blue
and my heart swelled like an ocean of tears
and I wept on a beautiful day
clear as sparkling wine
and my sorrow was a chain of lead
as I visited his grave 
and was lost in a sea of white military headstones
in rows and rows and rows
baking under the fierce summer sun
and hidden birds sang from drooping branches 
and flowers hung their heads 
yet butterflies drifted
and squirrels scampered
and clouds sailed across the blue
but the air was saturated with quiet sadness
and my heart was a blanket of darkness
oh, some people assume that peacekeepers 
do not die but they are wrong  
for the graves do not lie
and the drums of time will roll and roll and roll
and I will keep him in my heart evermore   
where the sweetness of a childhood friend lives
like an endless day of play...

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July 10, 2021


Poetry/Free Verse/I will remember
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1370-163-10
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France

Written for the Standard contest, A Brian Strand July 12
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 07/11/2021

First Place

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