Foxholes
FoxholesDid not save my soul
From the sounds of babies crying
Or the smells of burning flesh,
But they did do
What they do best.
Foxholes
FoxholesPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Foxholes | 0 | 08/10/2009 |
Lovers and Friends | 0 | 03/17/2009 |
The Salty Sea | 1 | 02/19/2009 |
Thirteen Months | 1 | 10/28/2008 |
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