Monday, July 6, 2015

Boots



Daddy wore his boots to war;
through jungles he walked,
his feet so sore.
He would send letters
each telling a story;
Mommy would keep them,
proud in his glory.
After the war,
the soldiers came home.
Though Daddy is missing,
he is not alone.
His boots in the corner
are gathering dust,
but they help to keep him
alive for us.
He’s never forgotten,
though he may be gone.
We honour his memory,
as Time marches on.


Linked to:
Quote Prompt: 
"A hero is someone who understands the 
responsibility that comes with his freedom."
~Bob Dylan


Poem: McGuffy Ann Morris
Image: Free Domain





16 comments:

  1. This is very touching story especially around Independence Day.
    Hugs,
    JB

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  2. Love it! You say a lot in this poem. We often have something that we keep that speaks to us of a loved one who is no longer with us. For me, it is a small humidor that was my Daddy's and my Ma's engagement ring. Thank you for posting this at In Other Words...your words tug at my heart,

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  3. Another excellent and thought-provoking poem. Good job, Annie. Hugs, Janet

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  4. Absolutely beautiful! Very sad but good. He is a hero.

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  5. Moving and a wonderful reminder of sacrifices some have made.

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  6. That was so moving, McGuffy Ann. Thank you.

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  7. A touching poem to our service members who are MIA.

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  8. I am a lover of boots but your beautiful tribute gives me a whole new perspective!

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  9. beautifully done!
    and a great quote by Bob Dylan. brilliant lyricist too. :)

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