Jeff Fleischer Poems

I don't believe it,
But it's true.
Seems like a bad dream,
But it's real.
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Molly Pitcher went inside.
When she came out, she was told her husband had been shot in the hide.
He had been a revolutionary war militia man.
Now he lay on the ground unable to sit or stand.
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I was nineteen when I almost got engaged.
He was German.
I am Irish-Hispanic.
I chose the local college
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If a poet is not inspired
Because he's very tired.
Should he become depressed
At a lack of poetic success?
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If you die first,
You will become an angel in flight.
Just stop for a few minutes
To listen to my words every midnight.
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Expect nothing more from me.
It's over, cant you see?
I can't bring myself to come back.
My heart just had an attack.
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My little girl,
How I wish I had not been shipped out right before your fifth birthday.
How I wish they had sent me home to see you earn your girl scout badge.
How I wish I was not on guard duty when you were getting over 'the love of your life.'
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It was a hot summer night
In the middle of July.
There were two outs in the 9th inning
And the Wildcats were two runs away from winning.
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I love that song that you sing.
You are an angel with wings.
You are under arrest for stealing my heart.
Our love is off the charts.
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The wind whistles and howls
While the rain falls like teardrops.
The trees sway back and forth.
Their leaves fluttering to the ground.
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