But You Didn't
Analysis of Form and Technique
Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it?
I thought you'd kill me...
But you didn't.
Memorial Day has come to mean the beginning of summer, a time for picnics and barbecues, and a holiday to gather around the family. That happiness and freedom, however, is a product of the real cause for the holiday: the sacrifice made by men and women who have fought and died for the freedoms and liberties Americans hold dear. Memorial Day is a time to remember that the American way of life is not cheap but rather has been purchased by the lives and blood of so many who have sacrificed for us to live free and happily now.
Analysis of Form and Technique
Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it?
I thought you'd kill me...
But you didn't.
This poem truly moved me. I am waiting for my husband to come home from hospital. He has been there for four weeks now and is still in intensive care. He was admitted with sepsis, and so much...
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There's more to the story,
than what just appears.
A war written story,
from blood and from tears.
Definitely it has touched my heart. Not mine, but on each reader's minds, this poem has created a very emotional ache. It is about freedom, fight, love and pain. And this poem describes...
Brothers and Sisters at rest
we never forget
the gift you give
we still receive...
I was looking for a Memorial Day Poem to be read at our church on Sunday. The title of this poem spoke to me and not looking at the author I clicked on it. You can't imagine the pride I...
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Vietnam War
Setting off to Vietnam
Feeling proud, feeling strong...
I was totally moved by this poem.....I married August 28, 1966 and my 1st husband of 4 months left for Vietnam December 26, 1966 which was my last time I saw him. I became a widow on...
What do I hear?
What do I see?
Men crying, begging.
Bodies? Thousands....
I don't know anyone who has been deployed and has guilt, thinking they are a murder. Most are just doing what they need to know order to survive. There is a lot of guilt and trauma that we,...
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Somewhere out there today,
In a land far, far away,
A soldier rides patrol,
Knowing not what may unfold.
I just wanted to say that this poem definitely fits the occasion! May we never forget the past or the fallen, yet learn from them instead!
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They sacrificed their lives, entered the gates of hell,
Onward they stumbled, while all around them fell,
War weary, ragged, faces dirt encrusted, black.
Impatient for the whistle, ready for attack.
The honor guard stands sentinel and stiff-backed.
Their tears silently fall, for their brotherhood was forged in combat.
One of their own will be laid to rest,
Tyler James was just a baby when his daddy died in Nam.
He was raised by a sister and a hard working mom.
He was raised to love his country, and every time he saw the flag.
He thought of his father, and how he gave all that he had....
To all of our veterans
Far and near.
We thank you for your service
For all those years.