Shadow of the PastA Poem by Geralyn MillerThe Viet Nam War MemorialThere's a place I've never been, that haunts my dreams. A long black shadow that terrifies me. I know it is simple, respectful and peaceful; a place of sweet release, catharsis and yesterday's pain finally acknowledged so healing can begin.
I guess I can't let go, he is still not home, still missing in action; though I know he is dead. © 2010 Geralyn MillerReviews
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4 Reviews Added on November 6, 2010 Last Updated on November 6, 2010 AuthorGeralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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