Poem: A Note to the World From the Children of Ukraine

A poem by guest author Josephine Chaparro.

Whispers
Whispers
Whispers

We heard
We heard
We heard

Whispers
Whispers
Whispers

Soon the whispers turned into sounds
The sounds turned into soldiers
The soldiers turned into guns, military tanks, and bombs

What did we leave behind?
This is what we left behind

We left our homes
We left our hearts
We left our coloring books, our toys, our photographs

We only kept our lives

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Josephine Chaparro is a Chicago poet and memoir writer. She was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri and draws on the memories of the Ozarks to write her poems and to sustain her. Her work has been published by The Poet’s Corner in Maine and The Dewdrop.

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