Rebel shout

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    Rebel shout

    As fragrant peach blossoms
    blew about
    the young men in gray went to battle with a rebel shout
    beautiful day and the smell was sweet
    as their bodies lay in blood soaked clothes
    for a cause they felt to meet
    they had only cotton and courage
    and a fight in their souls
    burning inside the average southern boy
    was a fire's hottest coals
    every son in gray heard Dixie and carried it to his grave

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    carynontherhine commented on Rebel shout

    01-20-2011

    I detest all wars! I once told a poet that some wars were necessary and he told me no wars are and all are senseless. I think that is true. I can see these men in my mind going to battle. I only hope that they all had a ready made stairway to heaven. Great descriptives! Hugz
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    TinaD commented on Rebel shout

    01-18-2011

    Another good poem. Brings alive the civil war and all of the young men that were lost because of it.
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    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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