Excellent Memorial poem Her special swan by Mitchell Brontė      In Their Memory Contest Winner

Cuttings and old photographs inside a passé cookie tin in my loft collecting dust  her treasure hidden within. A dog-eared brown envelope  held a poppy laying bare fastened with a yellow ribbon tendered with loving care. For 50 years it was unread what she'd said in written word as a child I'll always remember  emotions that journal stirred. Tied together by sisal twine in a bristly autumn-cloth sweet scented with petrichor oil to protect from hungry moths. With gauche clumsy fingers words begged to be set free spilling happiness and sorrow its heart poured out to me. Ink screamed from its pages  idioms written across each wall oceans of tears inside each one that could fill up Carnegie hall. They were penned by my Nana as of yet had not been seen  a love story of war and peace starting way back in her teens. She spoke about my Grandpa  how he was her 'special swan' enlisted into the US Marines when he was just twenty one. Stationed in Northern France before he could yet unpack  they came under relentless fire from the Ted's brutal attack. It was on that Normandy beach that he bid his last farewell told a buddy to say ‘he loved her’ his last words before he fell. It happened on the 6th June in the year nineteen forty four they gave their lives for freedom  the shining light in a sunless war. Nana finished with one last note scribbling a thanksgiving prayer  on Memorial Day every year a red poppy she'd always wear.   Writing Prompt Write a poem, any type, about the members of the military present and past. In Their Memory Contest Winner

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