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A Voice From Beyond
Don’t forget me
I’m MIA/POW
A Body Not Recovered.
I’m your brother
A soldier - my job.
Duty served to our country.
Don’t let them forget me
I know you hurt
Years of hidden pain.
Their letters continue.
They have your DNA
Now, they want mine.
A glimmer of Hope
Riding upon the wings
Of an eagle, a reminder.
Don’t forget me
I’m MIA/POW
A Body Not Recovered.
Deborah Ann Tornillo
Copyright, 2010
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
1/13/2011 |
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The grief and pain of never knowing if a loved one is actually gone or may in some strange reality show up again is one that is truly agaonizing. I hope that they can find the answer and give your heart and soul the closure you so deserve.
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| Reviewed by The Poetess |
1/12/2011 |
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| A very touching call from beyond. |
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| Reviewed by John Bidwell |
1/12/2011 |
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You are a gem of a human being, and we should always be reminded that the cost of war...is just too high.
John |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
1/12/2011 |
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I pray that is your brother. He can then be buried in his own country. I continue to pray for you to, Deborah. You are a very strong person.
PEACE and LOVE
TONY |
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