By: Ardis E. Parshall - September 12, 2013 The Young War Widow Speaks By Ruby Baird Andersen What good is a medal of oak leavesOn velvet in a case,When the mind holds on to picturesThe heart cannot erase?What good is a gilded name plateOn the town’s memorial plaqueWhen your only love has goneAnd can never, oh, never come back? On the back-yard bench the spring sun liesWhere he liked to sit making fishing flies. No alchemy can workIn te...
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