Those Faces

A poem by Tyler Golec

The men and women standing 

Stalwart and watching

Posted erect in soggy soil

Holding the line in the defrosting earth

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Beautiful faces hoping

To catch the warmth of a yawning spring

Forever youthful, glowing

These faces have dreams to sing

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I wonder where they’re going 

Holding for something during nights

At the height of winters chill, blowing

Oh the cold, oh the horrid sights

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I wonder where they’re going

Those faces have dreams to sing