Killed In Action

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The children were in bed,

All tucked in their sheets,

While mother sat in the kitchen

Staring out the window.

The moonlight splashed on her face

As if finding a fallen star.


Her eyes were blurry

With tears of pain and longing

For someone she

could not find,

Could never find,

Ever again.


Silently and slowly,

A wet emblem of sadness

rolled down her cheek.


Finding her chin,

Falling off a cliff,

Landing alive -

But in pieces.

Then soaked up by her shirt,

To never be seen again.


She forced herself to look

Down at the table,

To look at the unspeakable truth.

The telegram seemed innocent at first,

Before screaming and

Ripping her life, soul, and heart

To shreds.


Who would have thought

Three little words

Could ruin this woman's life?

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