A Peaceful Place
Called upon to serve
And keep our country free
He stepped up, head held high
With pride and dignity
To him it was an honor
Though bittersweet at times
He felt the bonds of brotherhood
And saw the worst of humankind
He walked beside his brothers
Down a path of blood and tears
Never did he waiver
In his faith or show his fear
Now the dust has finally settled
Gone are all but twenty-one guns
And a lone bugle tells the world
That this soldier's day is done
When you look upon his face
Don't hang your head to cry
But know he's found a peaceful place
And he's by his maker's side
© MK Shirey
Copyright © Mary Shirey | Year Posted 2015
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