Old Warriors Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Old Warriors



Someone gentle looked at me
Her eyes brought me to peace
She seen my deep loneliness
I didn’t hide a thing
I smiled like a wounded city
I said, I’m on the side of good
She said, “I love old warriors”

Saturday, May 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: city,loneliness,love
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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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