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The Cold

February 28, 2013
By sammayzee GOLD, Pewaukee, Wisconsin
sammayzee GOLD, Pewaukee, Wisconsin
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The night is gloomy and
Cold.
The men are asleep, but
Cold.
A wave washes over,
Cold.
Awakened suddenly,
Cold.
Water seeps through his clothes,
Cold.
Crew taken by sea, it’s
Cold.
No hope to survive, too
Cold.
He dives in for them, he’s
Cold.
Arms outstretched, in the
Cold.
Saving poor souls from the
Cold.
The ship destroyed by the
Cold.
He’s a hero, but still
Cold.
His gleaming medal is
Cold.
He cannot escape the
Cold.
He is haunted by the
Excruciating cold.


The author's comments:
This poem has been written about the Oleson Lifesaving Medal from the Milwaukee Public Museum.

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