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Letter to Bobby (#2)

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

(sometimes I still pray)

Unsung hero

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

dedicated to my son

Bobby\'s funeral

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

(a mother's worst nightmare)

february snow

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

the february snow is like a blanket shrowding the earth, the houses and the trees much quieter than usual the city streets we had a rainstorm just ..

Shattered

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

when your nerves are on the edge like you're walking on a ledge you can't help but look down there's no looking up the hope is gone you've just ..

a tribute to my son

A Story by Deborah Leah Krempa

The funeral home was flying old glory, shestood at half-mass in honor of my son for he was a U. S. Marine. He spent six years in the service, four of ..

blue eyes

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

i will never forget the day of bobby's funeral or the poem i wrote about it here at writer's cafe robert was my son a wonderful decent human b..

To walk in your shoes

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

To walk in your shoes! A Story by debileah ..

My life will be better in 2008 (poem #2)

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

My life will be better in 2008! A Poem by debileah ..

The poet

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa

The Poet A Poem by debileah The poetry i..