<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354791" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Raspberry Tea and Empathy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sipped her cup of hot raspberry tea<br>Jumbled thoughts bounced in her head<br>Staring at a ceramic bowl of potpourri<br>Would this be another day to dread? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why did her husband have to die? <br>First Iraq, then two tours in Afghanistan<br>She is no longer able to cry<br>This wasn't in their life plan</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She knows she still has it good<br>He always thought of her first<br>Enlisted to provide a livelihood<br>Lived and loved it; went fully immersed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each day morphed into the next<br>Now a year has came and gone<br>She still clings to his personal effects<br>Her grandfather died near Saigon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her grandma always seemed lost<br>Having no body to bury was the worst<br>The wall has his name embossed<br>He'd be seventy on the twenty-first</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's nearly 12: 30 and there is the phone<br>Chaplin wants her to accompany him<br>Talk with a new widow so she won't feel alone<br>She always goes when the news is grim </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The military price her family has paid is high<br>Her grandfather and husband would be pleased<br>Genuine empathy for others is in short supply<br>War is the most terrible thing man ever conceived</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Hancock">Charles Hancock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354791" data-title="Raspberry Tea and Empathy de Charles Hancock" data-description="She sipped her cup of hot raspberry tea Jumbled thoughts bounced in her head Staring at a ceramic bowl of potpourri Would this be another day to dread? Why did her husband have to die? First Iraq, then two tours in Afghanistan She is no longer ..."></div> </div> </div>

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