The Young and BraveA Poem by UfoAuthor
Thoughts on those who serve.
Who worries for the young and brave
With silent vigils kept; night after night?
We who dream and pray they are saved
With faith tomorrow is proven right.
Who upholds the young and brave
To distant lands and unfamiliar seas?
Everyone who's life unfolds
In lands of hard-won liberty.
Who honors now the young and brave
That fall so far from home?
All who in some moment gave
A memory of their own.
© 2012 UfoAuthor
Saint Louis, MO
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