A plane flies high above
I wonder if he's going to the war
Following after my dear brother and father.
A tear slides from my eye as painful memories surround me
Of a boy I met two weeks before he left,
he was only 18!
He had left and a week later his parents got a distressing letter
Their oldest son was shot down in his beautiful plane.
Why, oh why is it always the young who die for our contry?
He should have lived and got himself a bride!
I only wish I could have at least said good bye and had him leave with three words:
I love you
Author notes
Time-WWII
And the girls age is 18 also
A contest entry
- Soldiers by darkangelcutter.
400 points, ended March 19, 2008, 18 entries
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Comments
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it reminds me of that dixie chick song travlin soldier, i forgot to say that in the other
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thank you for writing this for my contest
short but sweet touching to i hope everything is alright
take care and goood luck
blessings
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Stop writing sad poems!!! Lol just kidding you are really good at writting sad poems. Almost to good. Don't kill your self. Just kidding again! Or am I?
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