Dog Face
Youth becoming fast the grownup.
Courage with all the emotions.
Holding fast to lay down cowardice.
Creeps into all at times beaten.
Guns battering chaos from dreams.
One’s dream sleep shades of red.
Repressed from never thinking.
Never to end til spent.
Smokey tides of grey.
Plans left behind never return til then.
The ultimate duty of family.
Calls to one’s mind past caught up.
Copyright © Holly Harrington | Year Posted 2017
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