Karin Elizabeth Martin

Rookie - 442 Points (1964 / Stuttgart, Germany)

Karin Elizabeth Martin Poems

41. My Fathers Eyes 4/25/2008

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  • Karin Martin (11/2/2017 2:40:00 PM)

    Seeking other writers who may be able to mentor me in a novel about my mother who grew up in Munich during 1926 thru 1950.
    Thank you in advance
    Karin

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My Fathers Eyes

I remember very little, of when I was young,
I recall even less, of a special someone, who I am told,
was so proud of me and so boastful, 'I had his eyes'...
I was born, on a first Spring day, I was his 4th, but he could not stay.
He was a soldier, Brave and Strong, he went away, to Vietnam.
I was said to be, the accidental one, that now keeps my aging mother,
young and strong.
My Father was an ARMY man, he wore black boots, and camo pants.
I remember a chair, in the living room, a christmas tree and a bouncing knee. I held a reindeer, in my small grip, his name was...

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The Past Remains

I came upon, a long lost thing,
forlorn as it was, it had beauty to me,
withered and bruised, it lay among,
the shredded remains, of an old love song

But dreams die first, with the exception of myself,
all my thoughts and hopes, idly gathering dust,
on the bureaus top shelf

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