Patriotic Poems
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He writes to me everyday, in his own special way...
He tells me of his love, and ask to pray for his... -
No heart, no soul
Yellow bellied from the get go... -
Looking out across
these gently rolling hills... -
Where villains appear,
Someone extraordinary is always near... -
We remember the attack on colors that don't run
That called for the rescuers of nine-one-one... -
Sitting in her home office,
a pristine, spotless, organized space... -
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His family gathers, to give their last goodbyes,
as the rain falls like the tears from their eyes... -
Zeeland blues
Oh land of my father's father... -
An exhausted soldier leans on his sword
On the bloody field of battle... -
As she arrives she holds her breath
Not knowing what to see... -
Stillness, akin to time immemorial,
A character of the past, a deplorable... -
An act that gives our children no way out,
because in boxes they come back stiff and stout...