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Was He Wearing Camo

There was a gentle breeze on this glistening moon-filled night.
An unknown stranger in the shadow of an oak gave me a fright.
When he turned, I could see he was male, in a bit of light.
He had a nervous cough that was ungodly, not quite right.

We were the only two out here, in the country as far as I knew.
I had chosen this spot in the woods, where the wind always blew.
It was usually secluded, not on my land, but who knew?
Was he wearing camo? I was feeling a bit threatened too.

Suddenly his cough became hacking, and he sounded like a boy.
Not a man at all, which gave my nervous heart a tiny bit of joy.
His vulnerability, made him a bit less frightening to me. 
I asked if he was okay. He ventured closer, so I could see.

I could see he was cold, and some weird motherly instinct kicked in. 
Invited him closer. He came to my campfire – young boy named Finn.
I recognized him as a child of Sara and Bill’s up the road.
I asked if he wanted to talk and his words quickly explode.

He had a fight with his father, and got no help from his mother.
He was gulping now, trying to contain himself somehow or another.
After the story, I told him that things would get better soon.  
Then I took him home, so I could relax again, and get back to my moon.


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Date: 8/8/2019 3:47:00 PM
what a beautiful poem...i would have been frightened at first too but it sounds like you were appointed his chosen savior that night....so kind of you to give him a life and listen, sometimes that's all we need are caring ears....lovely poem :)
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/9/2019 8:56:00 AM
Sandra, this was a photo prompt, and I liked it so much I felt compelled to try for a contest on another poetry site. I love these contests, for they give me IDEAS.
Date: 8/8/2019 2:27:00 PM
It sounds as if you acted as his guardian angel that night. You may never know how much you helped that boy. Deeds of kindness always return to the giver. This is beautiful Caren! I loved the compassion shown. xxoo
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/9/2019 8:57:00 AM
Thank you so much Connie. I am always willing to listen.
Date: 8/8/2019 10:10:00 AM
Caren, I like this poem of two souls sharing a campfire. -Richard
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/9/2019 8:57:00 AM
Thank you Richard. I like your term "two souls" for if we are not souls, what could we possibly be?