The Sandbox
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I am turning back the pages of time,
to our backyard sandbox.
Dad made it for me,
and my brother.
I see us,
playing,
so peacefully.
Oh why did you go,
to fight in that war far away,
and come home to us in a wooden box?
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October 9, 2016
Poetry/Verse/The Sandbox
Copyright Protected, ID 16-836-811-0
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Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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