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Purple Boots

Purple boots, he said
  the odd phrase
clanging in his head

Purple boots, he'd bled
  E'er since a poor boy
had tread in those colors
  for his warrior gang

Purple boots, he nearly sang
  as bullets strafed him
the odd phrase 
  to caskets clanged

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/28/2021 9:54:00 AM

WOW!!! Thought it was going to be funny. Turned out to be so sad. Why die for a color??? A good write. Have a blessed day/weekend........................

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/28/2021 6:52:00 PM

I flipped the switch on this one, Paula. Happy weekend to you, too! ~ gw

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 8/28/2021 9:41:00 AM

I did not expect this one to be so serious, but you make a good point, is a color worth dying for?

Gershon Wolf
Date: 8/28/2021 6:50:00 PM

I guess there is are points in life where we feel that certain 'stupid things' are really worthy dying for. In retrospect, it all seems so foolish, doesn't it?! Thanks for the insight, Michelle. ~ Gw