THE HERO OF MULBERRY HILLA Poem by Eddie Phillips
There once was a old man named Robert
He sat there each day watching children He sat quietly as the days slipped on by
On a sweet calm August afternoon
Old Robert jumped from his posit
The crazed gun man lay there bleeding and dying Then he quickly fell down once again
Parents and children ran up to help him God took old Robert away
The people of Mulberry never forgot him
THANK YOU ROBERT KILPATRICK A HERO IN EVERY WAY.
© 2012 Eddie K. Phillips © 2014 Eddie PhillipsAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 17, 2013 Last Updated on February 22, 2014 Tags: THE HERO OF MULBERRY HILL AuthorEddie PhillipsDenver, COAboutWriter, Scholar, Martial Artist, Poet, etc. I write everything. Whatever is on my heart comes through my pen. I do not limit myself to only write what I think. I write what I feel. I write a lot .. more..Writing
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