When his high school girlfriend, Angela, who promised to marry him left him for another guy
he joined the military. saw action in Iraq, and four years later returned to his city a war-hardened man.
He looked for Angela, still in love with her, learned she had moved to another city and had gone missing mysteriously.
Years later a dream, he saw she had been murdered and he woke up crying.
A day later Angela’s body was found buried in a forest, her murderer, a serial killer arrested and jailed.
Now with tears in his eyes, he brings flowers to her grave and prays he’ll see her again in a dream and when he dies.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
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79, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, originally from just outside of Boston, MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional.
I write about many things: Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, Cryptids, Werewolves, Ghosts, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, NDEs, Women Persecuted as Witches, Fictional Characters I Create, News Stories, AI, Robots, Insects, like the poem entitled, Hail Caesar Bob, (about when bees were swarming me outside the door to my apartment), and many other topics. I write a minimum of 3 poems daily, sometimes more.
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