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Rated: E · Poetry · War · #1490524
A mother and her memories.
REMEMBERIG A SON


She counts the medals again,
Their memory so sweet.
She lights the candle softly;
What do her eyes then meet?

Sea shells of different shapes,
Some oblong and some round;
Yellowing photos misplaced,
Some letters lost and found;

Some crinkled diary pages
Chronicling life events
From childhood, school and army
Corporals and sergeants.

These remains of a brave life
Of a dynamic sort,
Was in Iraqi hot sands
So suddenly cut short!



• Written in abcb, 8-6-8-6 syllabic format.
• Written for the Poetry Newsletter and contest hosted by Stormy Lady . The prompt was to use the following words:

“dynamic, shells, remnants, pages, misplaced, candle, crinkled, medal”

These have been used, respectively, in the following lines: 14, 5, 13, 9, 7, 3, 9, 1.


M C Gupta
30 October 2008
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