War Poem
The noises of the war cry in my ears
Suddenly I remember all of my fears
A man yells next to me, “Grenade, Grenade!”
As I run, I wish I were home drinking the sweet, sweet taste of Lemonade
Oh, I hope I do not die
I do not wish to see my family cry
As a man is shot down next to me
I think, “When will the war get me?”
As I fight for America, The brave, strong, and true
Thousands are dying for the Red, White, and Blue
Copyright © Kaillee Coutts | Year Posted 2022
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