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06-06-2010 at 06:39:43 PM

JLorian
Posts: 65

Family Members Continue to Grieve Fallen Soldiers

I am still unable to upload pictures onto this thread. There is a picture that goes with this and to view, please go to my poems. This piece is called, Grief at Arlington (so much left to say...)

http://projects.washingtonpost.com/fallen/

I tried not to cry at the airport
but I cried when you got on the plane;
with my hand on the glass as I watched you
I whispered softly your name.

I took a picture of you when you left.
I put that picture of you in a frame.
I lit a candle before your picture
and whispered softly your name.

So I tried to go on here without you.
I tried to go on just the same;
but each day when I checked my mailbox
I whispered softly your name.

You promised you’d always be with me,
You promised you’d come home again;
but each knock at the door made me tremble
and whisper softly your name.

Was that premonition, I wonder?
Do I have myself to blame?
As the man at the door finally told me,
I whispered softly your name.

Now the sun still rises without you.
and the world moves on just the same;
while I trace the letters in marble
And whisper softly your name.

Last edited by JLorian 06-06-2010 at 06:42:17 PM

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06-06-2010 at 06:58:05 PM

WordSlinger
Posts: 1306

RE: Family Members Continue to Grieve Fallen Soldiers

Here is a test thread to launch pictures
http://www.originalpoetry.com/forum/view/topic/topic_id/3824

get the pictures address by right clicking after it is fully loaded
the address to your pic discribed here is
http://www.originalpoetry.com/pic/125433/l/poem

no gaps at all

the out come is this, your pic

Last edited by WordSlinger 06-06-2010 at 07:04:51 PM

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06-06-2010 at 08:28:59 PM

cousinsoren
Posts: 2031

RE: Family Members Continue to Grieve Fallen Soldiers

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Originally Posted by JLorian

I am still unable to upload pictures onto this thread. There is a picture that goes with this and to view, please go to my poems. This piece is called, Grief at Arlington (so much left to say...)

http://projects.washingtonpost.com/fallen/

I tried not to cry at the airport
but I cried when you got on the plane;
with my hand on the glass as I watched you
I whispered softly your name.

I took a picture of you when you left.
I put that picture of you in a frame.
I lit a candle before your picture
and whispered softly your name.

So I tried to go on here without you.
I tried to go on just the same;
but each day when I checked my mailbox
I whispered softly your name.

You promised you’d always be with me,
You promised you’d come home again;
but each knock at the door made me tremble
and whisper softly your name.

Was that premonition, I wonder?
Do I have myself to blame?
As the man at the door finally told me,
I whispered softly your name.

Now the sun still rises without you.
and the world moves on just the same;
while I trace the letters in marble
And whisper softly your name.

This poem is so sombrely, poignantly and perfectly crafted. it re-echoes the loss and grief of thousands of bereaved mothers, fathers, wives , children and other relatives, but more deeply and intimately the grief of a bereaved wife or lover.

Lorein, if you describe the picture and tell me to find it, I'll help you to attach it to your poem,. step by step.

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06-06-2010 at 08:28:59 PM

cousinsoren
Posts: 2031

RE: Family Members Continue to Grieve Fallen Soldiers

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Originally Posted by JLorian

I am still unable to upload pictures onto this thread. There is a picture that goes with this and to view, please go to my poems. This piece is called, Grief at Arlington (so much left to say...)

http://projects.washingtonpost.com/fallen/

I tried not to cry at the airport
but I cried when you got on the plane;
with my hand on the glass as I watched you
I whispered softly your name.

I took a picture of you when you left.
I put that picture of you in a frame.
I lit a candle before your picture
and whispered softly your name.

So I tried to go on here without you.
I tried to go on just the same;
but each day when I checked my mailbox
I whispered softly your name.

You promised you’d always be with me,
You promised you’d come home again;
but each knock at the door made me tremble
and whisper softly your name.

Was that premonition, I wonder?
Do I have myself to blame?
As the man at the door finally told me,
I whispered softly your name.

Now the sun still rises without you.
and the world moves on just the same;
while I trace the letters in marble
And whisper softly your name.

This poem is so sombrely, poignantly and perfectly crafted. it re-echoes the loss and grief of thousands of bereaved mothers, fathers, wives , children and other relatives, but more deeply and intimately the grief of a bereaved wife or lover.

Lorian, if you describe the picture and tell me where to find it, I'll help you to attach it to your poem,. step by step.

Last edited by cousinsoren 06-07-2010 at 01:02:35 AM

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