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Black Roses

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Black Roses

Like generations that have fallen before
You fell in a distant land from the guns of war,
My earthly soul pauses every day
And I come this way
To honor always the gallant and brave in repose,
Clutched in my hand are black roses,
Black roses for the youth,
The eternal youth.

On this spring morn your young widow walks
Beneath the maple trees dressed in their new leaves,
Her long chestnut brown hair partly covers her delicate downcast face
As she prays there is a sudden melody of thunder
Which is God's paean to you,
Sorrow pierces my American bearing,
I'll never cease caring
As the soldiers' cemetery workmen manicure the dewy grass
The black roses leave my hand
And cascade down to the hallowed ground,
My bereavement without an end,
Without an end.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 4/10/2017 1:43:00 PM
A moving testament of enduring love, Regina. Such an elegantly written poem on the tragic subject of death. You innately know how to deliver tone, substance and an amplified heart to your words. Special poetess you be for sure. Much love and respect to you.
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Date: 2/11/2017 4:31:00 PM
Strong write Regina. Lives lost before they ever had a chance to live.
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Date: 1/17/2017 6:47:00 AM
I like the poem. It speaks volumes.
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Date: 9/28/2016 11:23:00 AM
"Black roses for the youth - the eternal youth." You've covered the ground with sad-anger's just symbol. Wasted youth is the real tragedy, the insanity. Good stuff, Regina.
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Date: 9/29/2016 10:08:00 AM
Thank you so much Daver. Your wise comment on the tragedy of the loss of so many young soldiers from all these wars is exactly what the poem is about.
Date: 7/20/2016 8:05:00 AM
- A wonderful "Black Rose" poem, Regina :) - That same theme as mine, but still different - hugs // Sun :)
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Date: 7/20/2016 9:44:00 AM
Thank you so much Sunshine! :)