Jessica Beal Poems

Dear, Soldier Boy,
How I miss you so.
I think about you everyday,
And when you're coming home.
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Here I stand,
Crying in the rain.
Watching your tail-lights,
All I feel is pain.
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Hanna-Rose,
Is eight-years-old,
With an attitude,
Sweet and kind.
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Daddy, I love you.
Why don't you come get me?
Why won't you call me?
Is this how you want it to be?
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I never said I dreamed of him,
I reckon out of fear.
I never said I thought of him,
So now he's left me here.
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We're laying in your truck bed,
Looking at the sky.
You are in your uniform,
That's when I start to cry.
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Life is hard,
So I've learned,
Even though I'm young.
I've begged for money,
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Darkness and hatred,
Follows me around.
My hopes sinking lower,
I will surely drown.
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I feel so broken down.
The pain is so unbearable,
And I can’t stand the sound,
Of my own screams.
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Pressing your
lips next to mine,
I feel like water
in your hands.
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