No matter how you feel about the war, this is what I would say to those who continue to give the ultimate sacrafice in both Iraq and Afghanastan.
To The Fallen
In silent sleep you rest, for all
the weary soldiers trudging home.
The acclimation of your deeds, helps them
stand tall where ever they roam.
Not in vain do you lie here
amidst the tears of family and town.
Another child is born this day,
far safer in his native home.
And when these children read of war
and see the faces of Bagdad's young,
there in their hearts, security,
knowing those children are not alone
Mary Goodwin Powell
1 comment:
Beautiful, Mary. Glad to see you posting your work out here in the blogosphere.
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