Remembering Danny Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering Danny



Cornerstones of concrete sitting
like markers on patches of green grass,
reminding one of gravestones in New Bern,
North Carolina

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Danny, our son/stepson, is buried in the cemetery there. He was killed when walking back to base after midnight, A truck driver fell asleep at the wheel, ran way off the road and hit him. He lived for twenty-two hours, but just couldn't make it. It was his birthday - he had just turned twenty-one and was in the Marines. He only had about a month left before he would have been back home with us and his two little brothers for good. The man who hit him never got a ticket and got back in his truck and drove home to his family.
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