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The Walking Wounded

A heart divided, a two-faced smile; one part frozen, dying, while the other bravely carries on, the Walking Wounded – going, gone.

A heart divided,

a two-faced smile;

one part frozen,

dying, while

the other bravely

carries on,

the Walking Wounded –

going,

gone.

Responses to “The Walking Wounded”

  1. Caddo Veil

    Hard one, been there. Good poem, though.

    1. melodylowes

      The half-n-half flower begged for it.

  2. Debbie

    Thank you for helping us think about those around us, who are wounded and needing help! Love this!

    1. melodylowes

      I’m so glad for what you are seeing in these poems – thank you, Debbie!

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