Looking Back – A childs memory

by Jan 6, 2004Poetry

Looking back


My heart is hurt
The love is gone

But in the mind of a child
Far from home
The love keeps me safe

The love of my father
Gone
for the death of many,
on the day he died

I hate that place were he died
Those wretched caves
That could have been my burial place

I am grown now
And I fight
To save my fathers soul

I will never go to Helms Deep
Ever again
For it was the place my father died


Note: this is a poem about one of the little boys in
the caves in Helms Deep, he was about 4 years old at
the time but he can remember his father and the love
he had for his family and country when he said goodby
to him and his mother.

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