Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

A Picture

The picture broke my heart
Torn it and shred it  apart
A toddler with bottle in hand
Not aware of cruel hearts of man.


A baby sitting on his daddy's  knee
Not realizing he won't get to see
His daddy to get to hold him tight
 Or tuck him in bed at night.

I hold my grandson with all my might
Hoping terror never causes him fright
Praying that we never have to hear
Of death, of someone dear.

The picture broke  my heart
Torn it and shred it apart.
I hope that when he becomes a man
One day that he will understand.

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John Posey June 6, 2013 at 8:40 PM Phyl, I can feel your pain. sadly eloquent, beautifully phrased and poignant to the point of tears.... Love you much..... Jake

Debbie Duncan June 5, 2013 at 10:46 PM Hello Phyllis,,, good write, sad .

Simon S. June 5, 2013 at 12:53 PM very nice

Jack Horne June 1, 2013 at 3:55 PM what a beautiful write, Phyll. Yes, things like this really are so cruel. Have a great weekend, my friend x

Matthew Anish May 31, 2013 at 8:48 PM Sad tale you tell here. Are you familiar with the poetry of Rumi? Peace & Love Matthew Anish

Skat A May 30, 2013 at 8:16 PM Phyllis, hopefully one day all men understand. ~SKAT~

Carrie Richards May 30, 2013 at 4:00 PM I don't know which picture you refer to, but I can close my eyes and almost imagine it.......and I can cry with you for what your poem is saying. I have felt this way many times... Beautifully spoken, yet so very sad. Thank you for sharing.