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In My Boots

In my boots I saw them fall Their names engraved upon the wall Some had family and some had none Flags are lowered for those lives now done. Our lives spared by these unforgotten men We were there at the line fighting to defend Row after row their graves lined with white crosses It reflects our nation’s cost by those many losses I returned home from the battle scene Walked the rows of graves upon this sacred green Plagued by visions of battle and haunting sounds I carried the memories across the burial grounds, I do not go to their homes to give thanks For now they rest here of all ages and ranks. I can walk the rows to see each grave Pause to pay tribute to what each one gave. We kept our patriotic loyalty and had not surrendered I’m embraced by the sacrifices each brave heart rendered, In my boots I carried the departed thru the gate Now laid to rest here, an untimely death before their fate

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Date: 3/30/2019 12:33:00 PM
Very powerful poem. Well written and expressed :)
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