Words of a forgotten son who laid down his gun he gave up the ghost that day when he walked away and said goodbye to the shadows what come on that fateful day. Novembers rain has come again to wash away his pain a mother cries for the son she lost on that christmas day.
Heavy words; profound words. Too many parents in history have had to carry this painful burden upon their shoulders and their heart. Good writing, Tara.
-Ralph
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I am a freelance illustrator and enjoy writing poetry and I wish to publish my Novel. I also work as a full-time Sen teaching instructor for 16-19 year olds. more..