sons and fathersA Poem by kmartelli carried him on my back when he was one i listened to him learn to talk taught him fishing we never argued and i loved him always and now he will be off to afghanistan somewhere to take apart bombs how far can that be,war? what war, how real it has all become. © 2011 kmartell |
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