I am standing in a flagline
My legs begin to ache
I think to myself
I need to sit down
These legs are not as strong
As they used to be
I am just a little bit heavier
I need to sit down
Yet I can not leave
There is something holding me
It is as if my legs will not move
I need to sit down
I feel a hand on my back
I turn around
But no one is there
I need to sit down
Then I hear a voice
But no one is there
Thank you brother
Is whispered in my ear
You are truly welcome
My fallen brother
It is the least I can do
I can stand a little longer
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Comments
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I can always stand just a little bit longer for that fallen soldier...so he will know I to can hold our flag a little higher...he did not die for nothing! excellent and niaish for sharing with me
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OMG ~~~ what a touching piece.
Very well done, I love the ending,
it just goes to show who strong some people truly are.
loveandblessings2u & yours always
Joyce
good luck in my contest.
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