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A Man Called Joe
Lost in the past, my thoughts collide, how one so gallant could survive three wars. He braved them, death- defied, and left his place in history Yet, time would take his breath away, without fanfare, one winter's day Death's coldest draft came through these floors, and took more than a glimpse of him. It now seems wrong, to come right in, to trespass on the throne of life, quietly lived beyond a fence, where thirsty rows of cornstalks wait, like sentries at a soldier's wake I hesitate, to disgrace the gloom open the drawers, to snoop, and sort The pruning through the worn and torn. My hands are able, but my heart declines what isn’t mine, to toss, to find, to mark, and label Whispered breaths, like weaving looms, are stories that he told me then. And how he watched his children play... The ones who never came again, to see him at the very end. The dark descends, and I must go, but some of him remains, I know in every shadow of this room. I'm glad I knew the man called Joe _____________________________________________ 1/13/15 For Giorgio's Contest: "Sketch a Character" By Carrie Richards
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