~ ANGEL ON HIS SHOULDER ~
With an angel on his shoulder,
he takes a moment, bows his head in prayer.
Seeking comfort for the pilgrimage of sadness,
for his many comrades left still lying there.
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Through the ruins cloud filled dust,
such complex emotions swelling within his heart.
Painting a thousand pictures of lost loved ones,
unsure now where one ends and another starts.
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One single moment in time,
his world is swept away and nothing is the same.
Tags hang on mirrors of those that failed to return,
carefully written in history each and every name.
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Weary from exhaustion,
in the quiet, his tender soul reflection remembers.
Time spent in caring for others with compassion,
gentle tears that flow like rain from fallen embers.
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No changing that which is over,
as the night drifting into dawn was leaving,
Moving forward a long way from the singed view,
heartache blended in fine threads of weaving.
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