Every So Often
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A brave young soldier died,
killed in Afghanistan.
And he'll be interred as
an honored serviceman.
He was placed in harm's way
by those he defended.
And far from family
his shortened life ended.
He was a patriot,
a man of strong morals.
He shunned recognition
and garnered no laurels.
He's dead; I must face that,
but it's breaking my heart.
My son was my hero,
and I'm falling apart.
His duty resulted
in a father's worst fears.
And though I want to cry,
I won't greet him with tears.
His body was sent home
in a flag-draped coffin.
And I go visit his
grave, every so often.
(Blank Verse)
5/23/2016
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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