www.nb.legion.ca 65 NEWBRUNSWICKCOMMANDThe Royal Canadian Legion LégionRoyale CanadienneDIRECTIONNOUVEAU-BRUNSWICK Senior Poem/Poème sénior Tyra Martin, Grade 10 student/élève de la 10e année - Blackville High School The Face That Grew Up Too Fast To be young but held back And to wish for noise, To hear shouts and laughs And anything but poise. But to return home at night And hear nothing of the sort, Only the same quiet gusts of air And the laugh of your sister as she brushes her hair. And to grow older becomes more than a wish, Something to aspire to And will leave behind an age you will not miss. But at breakfast one morning Your younger brother wails and whines, Your father announces a war, And you are in a plane high above the pines. To hear the banging of metal and The ring of gunfire in your ears, And you begin to wonder if You wished for silence more than you feared. And what you wish for the most Is to not see blood and hear nothing at all And when you return home one day To see your brother and sister now tall. But the house you grew up in is no longer there, And as you walk among the rubble you pray to be young, When you could hold your mother and father And all you craved was fun. But all you can do now is hope for the past, And see your face in the mirror as One that grew up too fast. As originally submitted for competition / Tel que soumis initialement au concours
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