William Blake Beckett

(May 15,1995 / Denver, Colorado, United States of America)

A Child's Fragile Mind


Oh great-grandpa,
gone in a flash,
Survived three wars,
always under attack.
Fought under pressure,
never did he crack.
Gone with the wind,
and not coming back.
'Old age', they said,
as I started to cry.
'Who's next? ' I wondered
'Who's next to die? '

Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

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  • Walterrean Salley (8/1/2012 5:04:00 AM)

    Reminds me of my grandpa. I was thirteen when we passed. It was so painful. Times like that can be very upsetting for a young child, as it is for anyone. (Report) Reply

  • Samantha Rak (6/22/2012 10:09:00 PM)

    I really like this poem, it strikes something in me. I have older family members that I'm close with and I fear their end, who's next to die? (Report) Reply

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