The September breeze
gradually frees the trees
from their leafy wardrobes,
protecting them in new gowns
of snowy whites.
This September,
a motherland lost
her soldier son's presence,
but he still covers her
in his protective wake
of intact freedom.
Author notes
Prompt - Autumn's Breeze
A contest entry
- #1 Prompt by katzeyez.
400 points, ended October 15, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh wow this is a really deep piece. This is very thoughtful indeed.
The first stanza was lovely and then the second really hits home hard, making me think that maybe one of the reasons I am still here is because of the lives others gave for my freedom.
An excellent poem
Thanks you so much for entering mu first contest.
Katz xx -
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Thank you so much.
I am pleased that you enjoyed my poem.
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