Caspar at the war

by creeperfeverdreams

Published August 7, 2026

12+

In Josefina’s desires

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*This song/poem is under my folder “Josefina’s desires”. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic/117842-my-character-designs-lt-33-3?start=135. Enjoy!*

Caspar Colavecch
He lived a happy life
Cared for those around him
And later on, for Beverly, his wife 
He never expected to go to war
To have to leave his family behind
He didn’t want to die
He wanted to come back alive
But he fought for what he believed in
Just to do what was right
Even though back at home 
Tears trickled down from his beloved wife 
For when Beverly Conti became Beverly Colavecch
She never dreamed that Caspar would bleed away
Oh Beverly, protect Suzanne
Make sure she does not go astray 
For you can make things better
It will all be better 
Dream of Caspar
And let yourself know that he is always there
Always

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4revgreen wrote a review Review · 53m ago

oo you are blessing us with two pieces on this fine day, amazing!

This is a very good narrative poem. You tell the story of Casper in a way that not only builds his character but also blends in some historical tragedy. It reads more like a ballad! There is some semblance of a rhyme scheme, and I think if you stuck to one consistently throughout the poem, it would elevate the piece even more.

Casper is painted not as some war hero, but as an everyday, normal man who valued his family over glory. He only fought because he had a sense of duty. Introducing Beverly in these lines:

For when Beverly Conti became Beverly Colavecch
She never dreamed that Caspar would bleed away


Was a really clever way to show how his love and sacrifice hurt his wife and family, how he wouldn't have done this if he had a choice.

For you can make things better
It will all be better


Maybe you could find a synonym here since you say better twice in a row!

Have a nice day!



We know what a person thinks not when he tells us what he thinks, but by his actions.
— Isaac Bashevis Singer