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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Goldsmith Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 9:54 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........................
Wolf Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 6:52 PM
I flipped the switch on this one, Paula. Happy weekend to you, too! ~ gw
Faulkner Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 9:41 AM
I did not expect this one to be so serious, but you make a good point, is a color worth dying for?
Wolf Avatar
August 28, 2021 at 6:50 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
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