Contemplating Red, White, and Blue
Forthwith over these ramparts be
What life and liberty means to me
The soldiers who gave their lives
That went to strife by their wives
So poignant be, what’s left instead.
Then are we saved from what’s ahead?
Tomorrow’s days we cannot replace,
What yesterday’s left, without a trace.
For all the soldiers who gave their lives
That are only remembered by their wives
Will it make a difference, in the end.
Or is it all for naught, I can’t comprehend.
Copyright © Terry Mullally | Year Posted 2018
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