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1947

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The train is full of soldiers
returning from the war.
‘It’s the wrong train’ mom says to dad.
Dad rushes for the door.

I try to grasp his fingers
‘Please don’t leave me behind’
Just 3 years old, with tear stained face
moms hand I try to find.

We must have found the right train.
I’m now in Amsterdam
I’m buying a little teddy,
I’ve got pennies in my hand.

I still have that little teddy,
from the market in the square.
He still wears his tattered toupee
that I knitted for his hair.

Strands of wool I chose for him,
then cropped it, soldier style.
His little legs are damaged
My dog chewed them for a while.

They’re encased in little stockings.
Fingers, from a rubber glove,
hold his war torn legs together,
nursed back to health with love.

I take him from the shelf,
and I’m back there on that train.
Amidst those khaki giants,
as the whistle blows again.

It's amazing how these memories,
come flooding back to me.
Snapshots of my childhood.
When I was only three.

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  • PerVirtuous
    July 31
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    I liked it. Very moving and gives us an interesting perspective on life.

  • Judith Chandler
    October 20, 2008
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    I like the way you have written this in a somewhat down to earth kind of way. Perhaps as a child, you didn't realize the implications of what was going on. Maybe I'm wrong but, since it was wartime in Holland, the train ride might have had something to do with the war, getting away, etc.

    It's touching that you have kept the bear all this time.

    Thank you for entering my contest.


  • daviscth silver member
    September 28, 2008

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    Your imagery is so very well captured in this childhood poem. I felt myself sharing the ride with you. Congratulations on your bronze cup.


  • Jesann gold member
    September 28, 2008

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    What a well written memory..I feel as tho I could be sitting beside you, and you are just telling.. me!
    It's lovely.


  • knitonepearlone
    September 16, 2008

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    You have captured your memories beautifully in this poem, which I read with fascination. Truly magical, and enhanced by the picture of your lovely teddy.Thanks so much for entering.


  • pop123
    August 27, 2008
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    Wow an amazing poem.Good luck thanks for entering.


  • LittleAnn
    May 3, 2008

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    I like reading people's first poem they posted on here... And I found this through the "How did you start" contest.

    This is such a beautiful poem, to many nowadays, this is just something they might stumble across in a history book, but your poem makes the past vivid and almost touchable...
    And I love how this teddy bear kind of symbolizes innocence (?) while still being damaged: "hold his war torn legs together,"
    I think this line say so much...

    I also think the title fits really well...

    Thanks so much for sharing this!
    Keep on writing!
    Annie


  • Aesthete2000 gold member
    March 6, 2008

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    The intensity of the monent,
    held in your young heart---
    amazingly, still seen so vividly.

    Wonderful!!


  • tarcus
    January 17, 2008
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    I can almost smell the khaki now.
    Such a shame so many were removed from their homes.


  • FleetingImage
    August 24, 2007
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    this poem was really strongly written and i loved the way it flowed...good luck

  • montez gold member
    June 16, 2007
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    Excellent

    Well done for a well constructed rhyme, with excellent flow.
    I wrote a poem recently about childhood thoughts - I happened to be walking along Clifton Ings one Sunday afternoon, near York, where I grew up.
    Have the clap again.
    NB You can see from the time that I'm an insomniac - I was up at 3am - with silly rhymes going through my head.
    **R**


  • Sgt B
    May 29, 2007

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    Thanx for the memories.

    This one was full of nostalgia and I could see your memories with the imagery you had going. I could feel your fear & loneliness and then your peace of mind. Great job!


  • LeaPan
    April 6, 2007
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    this is amazing! it hold so much emotion wo


  • XxrockxXxgirlxX
    April 6, 2007
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    Awesome! You do some awesome imagery in this!

  • PalmettoSky
    April 6, 2007
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    very sweet and just a delight to read. I can relate to having a stuffed toy from childhood. I have passed them all down to my daughter and neices& nephews! thanks for sharing. I enjoyed the trip down memory lane. keep up the great work. peace and light always, kp


  • Sensual Sapphire
    April 6, 2007

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    One can only imagine what you have felt and seen in your life. To be surounded by so many soldiers must have thrilled and terrified. The toys that were made in my childhood were poorly crafted and none survived. You are lucky to have one that is packed with so many memories. I hope all of them are as sweet as this one seemed to be. thank you for sharing this peice of yourself with us.

  • Lady Dragonwyck
    April 6, 2007

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    A beautiful walk down memory lane

    This is lovely. So well written. I love walks down memory lane. Thank you for sharing...

    Lady Dragonwyck


  • Mel-the-Believer
    April 6, 2007

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    Wow! This was a wonderful and beautiful poem. Those are some memories to have. I am really glad I got a chance to read this poem. Wonderful job with it. Good luck in the contest. God Bless!


  • aGent Lemon
    March 18, 2007

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    Thank you very much for entering this contest. I may add much more of a comment later on since there are so many other submissions.


  • Aurielle
    March 16, 2007

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    1947

    lovely title

    this poem was also written very well. I love this write very nicely done


    PLease comment bac


  • grrlshadow
    March 13, 2007

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    very very well done, beautifully illustrates a poignant childhood memory. the imagery is very intense, very vivid and made for a marvelous read! good luck in the contest!


  • wishintreeUK
    March 7, 2007

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    Excellent!

    This is brilliant, your rhyming is spot on, the poem flows beautifully from start to finish. The title you have chosen is just right. The imagery your words convey is very vivid, anyone going through that particular time will be able to fully understand the emotions that all come out in your poem.

    You have done remarkably well with this one, WELL DONE!

    Keep up the GOOD work

    ~Katie~

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