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TELL DAD NOT TO WORRY



Tell Dad not to worry as I go in the fight;

My buddies and I will be all right.

We trained and trained to win this war;

No country on earth will push us anymore.

Though we might be frightened by the enemy unseen,

We have on our side God who is supreme.

As the shells come screaming and the bullets come fast,

Nothing can stop us for we are in combat at last.

Some men are hit and cry out in pain;

For them the battle is over, and they are never the same.

As my buddies and I get near our goal,

A shell hits me, and I’ll never grow old.

I’ll never get married and have a wife;

I’ll never have children, the joy of my life.

There are so many things I wanted to see,

But fate stepped in; it will never be.

My battle has ended, but my comrades go on;

Nothing can stop them until the enemy is gone.

They pick up the wounded and bury the dead;

Then a telegram is sent where it will be read.

Tell Dad not to worry and Mom not to cry;

We’ll meet in Heaven as the years go by.

WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN



He had just turned nineteen and was in his prime
When his life was taken before its time.
There were so many things he wanted to be;

There was a great big world he wanted to see.

You are only young once, and it’s time to have fun,

But the country’s at war, and they give you a gun.

You love your country, so whatever will be,

Even if it means fighting on land or on sea.

He thinks of a wife who will hold him tight;

He thinks of children, asleep in the night.

He would go back to school and get his degree;

A man can be anything in this land of the free.

He could take lessons and learn how to fly,

To be like the birds, soaring high in the sky.

He could become a preacher, or write a poem,

Or become a carpenter and build you a home.

He could work with the sick and help make them well,

Or go into a business, whose products he’d sell.

He could become a musician and play in a band,

Or become a politician and help run this land.

He could become a teacher and help kids with their dream,

So everyone in this country will work as a team.

When his parents got old, in the twilight of life,

He would take care of them, with the help of his wife.

When he was in battle he did find time to write,

“Please don’t worry about me as I go into the fight;

I love you all dearly, and will all the time.”

But God had plans for this Marine in his prime.

He was my older brother and also my best friend;

Even with his death, those thoughts never end.

The years go by, and I think of him still;

He gave his life for his country, a Marine called Bill.

He died so young, and the world will never see;

What could have been will never be.

2006-07-17 10:17:18 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Books & Authors

bith are written by Frank Niader

2006-07-17 10:17:57 · update #1

9 answers

both r truely moving, but i liked the 1st one more although the writer wasnot that lucky in choosing the title.. i thought he would think of sth more powerful.. but anyway, the simplicity of both poems is an effective point ..

2006-07-17 10:27:49 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Did you write them yourself? Well done
Can I share with you a poem written by my 12 year old son after a visit to the First World War Graves in Ypres.

Langemarck

Unknown German soldier
Buried deep, stacked without thought
You were only doing your job

You were the enemy
But today I look on
Your stark resting place
with pity

I stand here and
Think of wasted lives
And the pointlessness of war

What lessons have we learnt?
Iraq, Israel, Palestine, Africa, Afghanistan
The dying, pain and suffering
Goes on!

2006-07-17 12:29:21 · answer #2 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

For me a poem has to have rhythm. It does not inevitably could rhyme even nonetheless it needs to hit my thoughts. i think of readability of expression is important besides. i do no longer choose to 2d wager what i'm examining approximately. I continuously seem for what I term "poetic gem stones"in the textual content textile.

2016-10-08 00:52:57 · answer #3 · answered by ? 4 · 0 0

Tell Dad Not to Worry is the better of the two, I think.

2006-07-17 14:27:46 · answer #4 · answered by a_digitaldreamer 2 · 0 0

I prefer the first Poem - the second & third last couplets in the second poem don't work for me. (friend, end & still, bill

2006-07-17 10:51:27 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Definitely the first one! First person always is more interesting to read!

2006-07-17 11:08:32 · answer #6 · answered by a_rowe2004 2 · 0 0

Both good, both touching, both should cause us to remember the men about whom they were written.

2006-07-17 10:45:51 · answer #7 · answered by aboukir200 5 · 0 0

I like the second poem. It's very good

2006-07-17 10:37:14 · answer #8 · answered by ko-chan 2 · 0 0

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!i really like them both, i almost cried at work reading them both.

2006-07-17 10:35:31 · answer #9 · answered by kassidiek 1 · 0 0

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