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Things Worth Remembering

Contributed by dobad on Saturday, 24th September 2005 @ 03:01:04 PM in AEST
Topic: war



Of things felt worth remembering, my list is truly long
From moments of my childhood, to that last good rythymed song
The first things that I found I liked, and those liked not so well
My first attempt at trying things, the many times I failed

My first view of an ocean, and climbing my first tree
The little boy that lived next door, always teasing me
The first time I saw Santa, that first bright Christmas tree
The joy I felt to look beneath, and find a gift for me

The first day spent away at school, it seemed so far from home
Learning how to write my name, and reading my first poem
My first new box of crayons, and all the things I drew
The smile I put on mommy's face, when saying "IT'S FOR YOU!"

The first time that I fell in love, the girl I took to prom
Meeting friends from other lands, and learning where they're from
My many many questions, I was always asking why
I always thought it seemed unfair, that people couldn't fly

Then my childhood ended, I went away to war
The wonders of my happy life, replaced by fears and horror
I lost my hope and freedom, when they told me I must go
To take up arms, and hate a man, I didn't even know

No more simple answers, to my simple question "why?"
Who can answer simply, why another man should die?
Why should I, who have no cause, to hate this foreign man
Think that I might have that right, when I invade his land

So yes I will remember, for I have earned that right
And I will always question, when we send our boys to fight
Who are these men who start these wars, and what's their reason why
And why are they not right up front, when bullets start to fly?

My list will still continue, for I am blessed with life
Valuing the simple things, remembering the strife
And when I am complaining, of something I have lost
I'll think, then pause, and say a prayer, for those who paid the cost




Copyright © dobad ... [ 2005-09-24 15:01:04]
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Re: Things Worth Remembering (User Rating: 1 )
by Scarletrayne on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 06:44:56 PM AEST
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Very nice, I enjoyed reading it.


Re: Things Worth Remembering (User Rating: 1 )
by sararose1950 on Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 09:46:37 PM AEST
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really like this one- you opened me to so much


Re: Things Worth Remembering (User Rating: 1 )
by mrpeanut64 on Sunday, 2nd October 2005 @ 03:16:06 AM AEST
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well said


Re: Things Worth Remembering (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Sunday, 11th December 2005 @ 09:49:35 PM AEST
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I'm generally not a fan of a lengthy poem, but yours pull the reader in and hold their attention throughout.

This line:
I always thought it seemed unfair, that people couldn't fly

.. jumped out at me - I honestly cannot say whether it is because I find it a particularly poignant reflection of the loss of innocence or because it... well... sounded a bit familiar (I included a similar line or two in a recent piece of mine. lol) I'm inclined to think it's the former as the line appears immediately before a transitioning point in the write.

The second half of this piece is terribly moving and the reason for its inclusion, if I may be so bold as to say so, is quite understandable, I think. Included on everyone's list of things (people) worth remembering should be those who lost their lives in service to their county --- as well as those who served and survived --- and the many, many other things we enjoy because of them. I couldn't agree more.

~Snemmy

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