Soldier
Bam!
A gun goes off.
Blood is spattered on the battlefield.
The soldier holds his gut.
As his body falls slowly to the ground, something flashes.
His wife now a lonely widow.
His son, now 4 and without his daddy.
His mother.
His father.
His life was gone.
And so was theirs.
©2010 Mariah Pawlak
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