Charles Ruble Poet Rhyme

My Brothers and Sisters At Arms

They shed blood,
They cry tears,
They do the work,
They spend the years.

They see the horror,
They see the pain,
They serve in honor,
They just try to remain. 

They return home,
They recieve A heroes parade,
They protect our freedom,
They hear the serinade.

They protect us,
They serve us,
They love us,
They are our soldiers.

Have you sit and asked,
Just hoe many of US,
Know how much they sacrificed?

Dedicated to my brother-in-law and each and every soldier who serves,from me,an 11Brovo 
Soldier of Delta 3-1 to all my comrads,serving and fallen.May God bless you and your family.

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James Fraser August 14, 2009 at 6:51 PM Excellent write Charles, my thoughts are with your fellow soldiers, if you get a spare moment. I would be humbled to read your comments on " My Fallen Brother & Boy Soldier " >> The Highlander>> your daughters poems are kool also>>James