…or for soldiers everywhere!
For Our Soldiers
For Our Soldiers
He was getting old and paunchy
And his hair was falling fast,
And he sat around the Legion,
Telling stories of the past.
Of a war that he once fought in
And the deeds that he had done,
In his exploits with his buddies;
They were heroes, every one.
And ‘tho sometimes to his neighbors
His tales became a joke,
All his buddies listened quietly
For they knew where of he spoke.
But we’ll hear his tales no longer,
For ol’ Joe has passed away,
And the world’s a little poorer
For a Soldier died today.
He won’t be mourned by many,
Just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary,
Very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family,
Going quietly on his way;
And the world won’t note his passing,
‘Tho a Soldier…
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Thanks for blessing my day with this poem. It is so good. Natalie 🙂
Ah! You have found your touch of sweet, Natalie ♥
Indeed, I did and I thank you kindly for it, missy! Natalie 🙂 🙂 🙂
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