A Soldier's Words

 
a bugle's tune is playing
 and its playing just for me
six soldiers carrying me
to that final resting place
I saw my mother's tears down her sweet small face
I wanted to smile at her and say don't you cry, my dear
I went to fight for what I thought was right
perhaps I was wrong
but I would do it all over again
 I would go fight to have a life -- by giving my own life
 ~

Art by Nancy L. Young-Houser and Poem by Sandra S. Marquiss 

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