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Daughter World War Ii Poems

These Daughter World War Ii poems are examples of World War Ii poems about Daughter. These are the best examples of World War Ii Daughter poems written by international poets.


Premium Member MOM DAD WAR AND GRACE

Just the very thought of him, like an artist’s stroke of his
Paintbrush, sealed a promise of a lifetime of tomorrows.
I finally had found myself and,...

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Categories: animal, world war ii,



Premium Member FBI FRAUD
As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11...

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Categories: world war ii, anxiety, family, hurt, military,

Premium Member Letters To the Lady
Troop ships loading, crowded docks
Mums and sisters waving off
Go with keepsakes, golden locks
Some men hug while many doff

Eric, soldier single stands
Beryl, lonesome widow cares
Many kissing...

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Categories: world war ii, mother son, war, world

Premium Member Lili Marlene
Lili Marlene

In times of war, love can subdue cynical adversaries
(Men separated from their vocation, now filled with hatred)
And quell the beast inside their misdirected hearts,
And...

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Categories: world war ii, history, memorial day, remembrance

Distinction Leaves Its Mark 2
Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust;
it's now a desk which seems a breach of trust.
Clothes made at home had always been a must.  
Married...

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Categories: world war ii, 11th grade, family, farm,



Ground Zero
i seem to remember
a sunroof sky
full of kanji and silk
wisteria dancing across the wind
my daughter laughing in that so saturated face
as friend and i sit...

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Categories: world war ii, imagery, innocence, war, world

Premium Member Innocence Cries
For yes, I have seen it with my own eyes, I have seen it.

They call it by a name, but from the name you'll never...

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Categories: world war ii, baby, child, cry, daughter,

Reading Headstones - 2011
I've walked up and down the rows; skipped a few, then went back to look
Since I was seven, this ritual continues; A routine going on...

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Categories: world war ii, angel, beautiful, bereavement, childhood,


Book: Reflection on the Important Things