Found

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Found

Another Thursday rolls around
and she walks to the village green
slowly
 
She will stand by the old oak tree
Sure that today he will be there
waiting
 
This her new weekly ritual
A pilgrimage to her lost love
Longing
 
Two years had passed since he left her
to fight in an overseas war
Hoopla
 
He was a marine proud and true
and a hero in her young eyes
Glory
 
Missing in action they told her
Sorry but we cannot do more
Useless
 
She refused to give up her hope
Although everyone would rib her
Kindly
 
As always her heart did a skip
But today he was standing there 
Oorah!
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Longing

Rib



Saturday Luck Dip Prompt from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie
“Synchronicity” (The state or fact of being synchronous or
simultaneous; synchronism. Coincidence of events that seem
to be meaningfully related.). This form consists of eight three-line
stanzas in a syllable pattern of 8/8/2. This poetry type has no rhyme
and is written in the first person with a twist. The twist is to be
revealed within the last two stanzas. Created by Debra Gundy.

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Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

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