The day came I never thought would come
unexpected
The cold air makes me remember
The day before the bomb went off
His scent lingers all around
I'm alone
Why did he do it, I do not know
religion, honor, desire?
The death of my son I'll never forget
flashbacks
Memories come back like a rushing wind
The day came I never thought would come.
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very deep. I like this poem
ReplyDeleteI liked the word choice and how you broke it up.
ReplyDeletethis is one of the best student poems i have read. it is really deep and sincere. great job hannah
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