Random Thoughts

Maria Lees

 

Momma, the guns are silent now
For a little while,
I'll rest behind this wall,
Rifle cocked and ready

Sand and wind blow my mind,
Sun burns through my soul.
Merry Christmas Momma,
Is it snowing yet?

Sick of bagging dead,
bodies, so many bodies.
Kids yelling all the time,
Yankee, GO HOME.

I wish I was a child again,
Playing in the snow.
I miss my Momma's smile,
Take me home Lord, Take me home.

  • Author: Maria Lees (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2017 14:08
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed Great write

    • Maria Lees

      You are very kind. Thank you for caring.

      • Tony36

        Welcome



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