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I heard. Be safe.

I heard that you were getting ready
getting ready to go
i heard from a conversation
that was had between a friend
of your mom and Fog
He also said you were
writing poetry, which
I knew, of course.

I heard and my reaction,
my reaction was shock.
here i am on a bus that
is headed to a speech
tournament in Red Wing.
my stomach is fluttering
in nervousness, not for speech,
but for you, of course.

I talked to Bay
and We both cried
We both heard offhand.
Then that day
i found the friend
I missed so much
finally take my hand.

All in all, i know you go later,
but still we worry so.
and in conlusion i must say

God Bless.
Be Safe.
Come Home.

Author notes

I actually wrote this by hand before typing it up. true story and missing a stanza that is deemed private to my books. just thought you should know, but i don't know why...

just a poem i wrote, say what you will

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  • ShInE45DoWn
    March 2, 2007
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    Red Wind? :] Great poem dear.


    • draagyn
      March 2, 2007
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      thanks. i didn't even notice the wind in red! oops


  • Blue Azure
    February 26, 2007

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    some strong emotions clearly, though very personal, i found it a little hard to understand but will come back later, re-read and try again. it read smoothly.

    • draagyn
      February 28, 2007
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      it is a bit confusing, but I wrote it in a hurry and there is a lot of "personal" in there. It's actually about overhearing a convo. about a friend planning on being deployed to Iraq and how it changed things a bit.