Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

strength (Remove filter)

Recent Comments

Marla Joy on Lions Land.
1 minute ago

Greg Freeman on Dominoes
20 minutes ago

M.C. Newberry on Combe Gibbet
1 hour ago

Ian Whiteley on Citizens
1 hour ago

M.C. Newberry on Sashaying to Byzantium
1 hour ago

M.C. Newberry on IT AIN'T ME, BABE
1 hour ago

Auracle on Festive FM
2 hours ago

Tim Higbee on Grandfather
3 hours ago

TobaniNataiella on She Says Goodbye
4 hours ago

R A Porter on Sashaying to Byzantium
7 hours ago

The Price of Freedom-(extended version)

A ghostly image of a soldier

stood in the background,

as a mother with a babe in her

arms stood by a grave site.

 

She lowly whispered, "Father

this is your son. Son this is your

father. He gave his life so that

others might live."

 

Now she is alone, but she

will survive. She will raise

this child without the aid

of others. This child will

...

Read and leave comments (2)

War Poetryfamilystrength

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message