Empty Boots

Pairs of boots sit empty
They no longer wear a shine
For they now are covered
With blood, dirt, and grime

The owners always knew
They could lose their life in war
Still they stood tall and proud
When their oath they swore

Many have gone before them
And more will surely die
Leaving behind loved ones
Who question and wonder why

They knew the risks they could face
When called upon to serve
To go and fight a battle
Freedom to preserve

They wore the uniform proudly
To their country they were true
They gave their all without question
For the red, white, and blue

Family, friends, and countrymen
May never understand
Why so many had to spill their blood
On the grounds of foreign land

The only reason to be given
Is they answered duty's call
All of them gave some
Some of them gave all

I hope you will remember all who died
In the air, on land, and sea
They were brothers and sisters in arms
They were a family

A day of remembrance approaches
For those who died as they fought
Freedom was never free
With their blood it was bought

So as you watch Old Glory
Wave in the breeze
Remember those whose blood
Watered the tree of liberty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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