Picture ^Children’s grave^
The flower shop was closed long time ago.Even before the soldier was born.Had nothing to bring on his final destination to get to know his heart.
He walked alone.
Heavy footsteps echoed through eternity.
All of soldier’s power collapsed to his knees on his own grave.
Soldier’s tear fell on the ground.
Long time ahead the soldier’s grave yard has become field of flowers.
The soldier left the battlefield and came armed in this exquisite war.
And won by one single exquisite tear.
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This was very deep!
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Thanks 💝
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What a brilliant line-“All of soldier’s power collapsed to his knees on his own grave.”.
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Powerful words
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Reblogged this on Poets for Peace and commented:
Check out this great poem from one of the newest members of our TRIBE OF Creative souls.
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There the poem found its soul source💞
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