The Stillness of Peace
the stillness of peace
Mossy vines served as camouflage for a decaying headstone. She had gone to war at a time when women didn’t. Took her skilled compassion and knowledge of emergency triage with her, seen the worst of what war could do to the human body and psyche. She returned home quietly to resume her life, fall in love, marry, have a family. She carried many secrets with her to the end. Her family wept at her passing as did a small group of elderly women, strangers who shed tears for reasons of their own. Fellow soldiers now entrusted with her secrets.
Time took her family away. Vines crept over the hidden graves. Soft teardrops of passing angels wore away the stone face. History faded into the bindings of unread books.
cold breath lingers
flags wave in the distance
the stillness of peace
8/4/2016
Submitted to – Camouflage Me A Poem – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Broken Wings
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Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2016
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