Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…

“AMERICAN SOLDIER”

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Ellie belfiglio

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To all those men and women
Who fought to keep us free
I give my heart to thee.
Some went as boys
And came back as men.
Some went as boys
And never came back.
And those families left behind
Pray and pray each day till
One day it comes a man with a letter
That says:
“Your son is dead.”
“Your husband passed away.”
Who could be so cruel
To let them die alone?
Where their souls never rest in peace
Because the war never ceased.
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~ Ellie ~

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Author: elliebelfiglio

I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship. As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again. "THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!" My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon. As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country. My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft. "THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!" "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"

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