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Deb Kelly Poem
“The Old Warrior”
They look at me and shake their heads
That non-compliant taking up this bed
They whisper in a tone that says it all
And hurry to enter a note so small.
Do they know I buried my wife a month ago?
That my time to grieve may be too slow
I cannot see my pills so well these days
For my eyesight is slowly fading away.
I would love to tell them of the time
I fought the enemy behind their lines
I long to tell them that in my prime
I worked all day in the hot sunshine
Defending this country with sweat and blood
Earning the right to occupy this bed.
All I ask is that you treat me good
And hold my hand when the demons come
Look at me as you would your Dad
Envision me in the life I had
And when I slowly close my eyes
Salute this soldier and let me die.
Deborah M. Kelly?
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Deb Kelly Poem
“Come Dance with Me”
Come dance with me the soldier said
To the beautiful lady dressed in red.
I’ll take you up to the stars in the sky,
And in unison our feet will fly.
We’ll dance on the clouds of fluff
I’ll hold you tight but loose enough
For you to twirl, or strut your stuff.
We’ll laugh as we remember our yesterdays
And our life together in so many ways.
We’ll smile about our children, all doing well
Who loved us deeply, and in our hearts will dwell
We lived our last days apart from those we love,
Hooked to machines we never dreamed of.
Until the time when in unison we decided,
There’s a better place where we’ll be undivided
Where we’ll soar above this earthly din
And dance in the heavens, for Him.
Deborah M Kelly Ó
2020
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