PTSD




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I hope to see him again someday  
Like I saw him times before  
Resting under a red sun's rays  
When Michael knew nothing of war  
I pray I will always remember  
The love I lost too soon  
Forever, as if he never left  
And still basked in the glow of the moon  
So before this season has faded 
Before dark waters reach the shore  
I'll search for the rays and beams  
As brilliant as the ones he wore  
And i'll rest in the sunset like we used to 
But Michael won't be there anymore





Poetry by Leila
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Written on 2014-03-09 at 06:36

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Ferenc Inigo Beck
God Bless!
2014-03-10



Your words are so tender. It's a beautiful poem.
Ashe
2014-03-09


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
A simple poem , all the powerfully moving due to its simplicity.
Ken ( D Williams)
2014-03-09