O soldier I recall by his actions,
Character, words, and reactions
That weren't endurable
For a kid, but that made me able.
Oh! papa, If I were beer you loved
If I were money you always kissed
Before having drinks
Oh, jokes of yours and your winks!
Oh! Pretty drawings of helicopter,
And guns thou used to draw after
Singing old songs;
Papa, I remember all your doings.
So many things folks didn't know
About him, about us, about how
He was like my brother
In his last days, we spent together.
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Author:
Pacifique Niyitanga (
Offline) - Published: April 22nd, 2022 15:24
- Category: Family
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Comments1
Wonderful emotive words Niyitanga.
Andy
Thank you so much.
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