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Popular Poetry (Sept 11, 2001)
  1.  A Dedicated Hero

by Cade Duel Gullickson

Sunday, September 09, 2007
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Tomorrow’s running towards me

The day the music died is almost here

And I cannot bear to see that Tuesday dawn

But still it creeps and it draws near

I know I will never see the blue sky the same again

I will never see the horizon through innocent eyes

I can’t see a plane cut through the clouds any more

Without hearing three thousand goodbyes

What do you tell yourself when each day’s over

And your mind keeps saying it can’t be so

What do you say to soothe yourself

When your heart just will not let go

And tomorrow’s racing towards me

The day the music died is drawing near

As Monday reaches a false, serene twilight

That hateful dawn is almost here

And in each haze of twilight

I see you slowly walking to me

At least that’s what I pretend inside

Because you’re the one I want to see

What can I tell myself when each day’s over

And my mind is certain it can’t be so

What can I say to soothe myself

When this heart just cannot let you go

That clear, perfect blue sky will never be perfect again

That horizon is forever corrupted in my eyes

Every plane that cuts through the clouds

Screams three thousand goodbyes

And tomorrow is bearing down the tracks

The day the music died is almost here

As Monday blazes a peaceful, lying twilight

That mournful dawn keeps drawing near

And in that haze of the tenth’s twilight

I can still see you here with me

Even if it’s just a beautiful lie, just pretend

Because you’re the only one I want to see

Can I still reach you after six long years

Can I still see your eyes so bright

Can I hold your hand just one last time

Just one time, can I lose this fight

So I can still feel your heart beat in rhythm with mine

And you can see me once more, just one more time

In this twilight


Somebody's Hero
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Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 9/10/2007
A most tearful, endearing piece full of passion and so very sincere. A bittersweet piece of a day we will never forget.....

Be safe,
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 9/10/2007
Never forget; I certainly never will!

Welcome back; I've missed you!

(((HUGS))) and love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 9/9/2007

Welcome back: you've been missed.

No one writes such moving memorial poetry as you do. This one is powerfully effective, brings back the Twilight of rememberance. May we never forget.

God bless you, Sir.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury 9/9/2007
A very beautiful piece that I can relate to whenever my wife is on a Scottish journey, oh so close but far away.

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