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A Poem By Ezra // 1/5/2009

You put on your best dress that morning;
Your smile was like the timid glow
Of dawn’s first golden breath, and though
You thought no one was watching, I saw
You dancing through the garden singing
“Papa will be home today.”

And I was happy too, you know,
I missed those carefree summer days
Sitting on the mossy banks of Coover Creek
Beneath the oak leave’s iridescent shade
The two of us, with lines cast on the gloomy flow
To chase the shifting, darting shapes
Among the rocks and weeds.

Or the cozy winter nights we spent
Before the fire’s fiercely warming glow,
Setting up our armies for attack:
Long lines of wooden men
Arranged across the parlor floor
To go to war, just like Papa.

And when he finally stepped off of the train,
I ran across the wooden boards
And threw my arms around his ragged coat;
Though, looking back, I saw you were afraid,
And hid in Mama’s skirts until you saw
His sunken eyes and tired, wounded smile,
And then you ran to hug him too.

He picked you up; you never knew
That even he could hug so hard
And even though his face was scarred
He still remembered you – his little girl;
And cried such tears from all the nights
He must have thought of you while shells flew overhead.

And so we thought that all was finally right;
With Papa home old days would be the same,
Old dreams would reappear; what it became
Was different, though, we found
In just two nights, when he began to scream
And Mama cried, and so did you;
But I was too afraid, and hid my tears.

Then later on, I saw you watching through
The little window right above your bed:
Him pacing back and forth beneath the moon
And crouching low behind the garden wall
As if to sleep with haunted dreams where enemies are near;
You cried yourself to sleep.

But what you didn’t see was later on,
When he came back inside with broken eyes
And hung his rugged coat behind the door,
And Mama went and stood there by his side
And put her arms around him like she used to do:
He put his arms around her and they cried
And stood there while the evening lamp burned slowly on.




James | Mon, 01/05/2009

"The idea that we should approach science without a philosophy is itself a philosophy... and a bad one, because it is self-refuting." -- Dr. Jason Lisle

Ohhh..... !!

It's kind of sad, but so lovely....
Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly until you can do it well. -Bruce Hays

Anna | Mon, 01/05/2009

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief


aww, yah peoples lives r probably so changed from waht they've seen right?!
but its nice that they go fight for us, and others. even if i wouldn't kill anyone, soldiers helped grow our country! yay.

Anonymous | Mon, 01/05/2009

Both you and James are very

Both you and James are very good writers. Great job.
"I'm a dishonest man, and a dishonest man you can always count on being dishonest, It's the honest ones you have to watch"
-Jack Sparrow

marie (not verified) | Mon, 01/05/2009

Awww. That's so strangly

Awww. That's so strangly sweet. Was this for a particular war? Great writing, it flowed and went together nicely.

The Brit | Mon, 01/05/2009

Amazing! I didn't want it to

Amazing! I didn't want it to stop. Heartbreaking yet happy.
"Pretty soon people are going to come to look at it. And some of those people will be... realtors!"--Klaus Baudelaire

Ariel | Mon, 01/05/2009

"To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme. No great and enduring volume can ever be written on the flea, though many there be that have tried it." -- Herman Melville

Lovely! Sad, but so good. I

Lovely! Sad, but so good. I also like how it's like a story.

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--Black Stache

Hannah W. | Tue, 01/06/2009

That was really sad, but so

That was really sad, but so lovely...
"Elves and Dragons! Cabbages and potatoes are better for me and you. Don't go getting mixed up in the business of your betters, or you'll land in trouble too big for you." — Hamfast Gamgee (the Gaffer)

Clare Marie | Tue, 01/06/2009

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

That's beautiful, Ezra.

That's beautiful, Ezra.

Kyleigh | Sat, 01/10/2009


Thanks everyone for the kind comments.

The Brit: it could be WWI, WWII, or the Korean War (at least from how I picture it in my mind).

-Ezra from Point Fortin, Trinidad

Ezra | Sun, 01/11/2009

"There are no great men of God. There are only pitiful, sorry men whose God is great beyond measure." - Paul Washer [originally Jonathan Edwards]

I liked the realism.

This seemed deeply realistic and moving to me.

Sarah Bethany | Wed, 03/04/2009


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