The U.S. government attempted to provide a service at the end of WWI that sounds like a wonderful way to thank fallen soldiers. The intent, I’m sure, was to show gratitude. But the execution of it quickly became quite grisly and I guarantee pricey. As far as I know, the service was only offered at the end of WWI and not repeated for any subsequent war. At least, not at the same level.
Let me start at the beginning though.
Continue readingThe soldier
fighting in a faraway land
does what must be done
so freedom won’t be damned.
The soldier can’t come home today. Continue reading
There are two of these flags within the vicinity of my nightly walks. Someday I hope to work up the courage to ask the owners to share their stories. Because surely, the black flag has a story of its own. Until then, I filled in the blanks with my own conjecture.
He fought
and bled for his country.
Moved by
the desire all should be free. Continue reading
I am a soldier.
I am a warrior.
I am far from home
fighting for something worth fighting for.
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