Do you hear it?
A sound I'll never forget
The sound of dog tags blowing in the chilling wind
And I wonder when I'll see you again
The wind bites
It cuts like a knife
I did not see you as I should have at the last
Seeing you in pain I could not get past
Now in the ground you have been lain
There in lies my shame
John P. Rucker
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a nice write... an empathy...good verses... Ency Bearis