Bob and Alex Eichen Poems

This Poem by Alexander Eichen is dedicated to his brother, my son, Andrew

a frozen voice interrupted me
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I've seen death
and dead people.
By fire
drowning
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In spring, I met the Autumn Man,
He sweetly smiled and took my hand.
He looked at me and softly said,
And now my son it's time for bed.
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Over The River Danuvius there spans,
A bridge of rock and stone.
At center, a single warrior stands,
Armed and all alone.
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This poem is written to those I love.
If you are reading this poem, it means that I am dead.
I want to assure you that when I left for work this morning, I fully intended to return to you.
If I was burned to a crisp,
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I, Robert E., being of sound mind and body, do hearby lay down this last will and testament.

To my Mother and Father: I leave my undying thanks for teaching me to read, for instilling in me a love of poetry, and for taking me to the library to practise that love.
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I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
Yes, you can.
BUT, I DON'T WANT TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!
This isn't about you.
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This poem written by Alexander Eichen

I knew a summer man in winter
With hair of gold and eyes of silver
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