The Leavenworth Times - Leavenworth, KS
  • Letter: Tribute to a soldier

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  • To the editor:
    I saw him there standing in line,
    Camouflaged, uniform pressed.
    He stood with quiet confidence,
    and patience like the rest.
    I watched him, as he didn't know,
    I stood in the corner quiet.
    Thinking young men like him,
    fighting in the night.
    I tried to envision his young face,
    brown with all the sand.
    Covered from the desert hills,
    holding a gun in his hand.
    There I stood, even watching more,
    as he responded to the clerk.
    Then I thought of soldiers like him,
    digging holes for beds at work.
    I stood there in reverence,
    although he did not see.
    Trying to understand the core,
    who volunteers for me.
    I watched and on his face I saw,
    many who stood there too.
    It wasn't just one soldier in the boots,
    but many who fit his shoes.
    I lowered my head and felt the moment,
    of the ones who already died.
    The children, the loved one, left behind,
    buried in pillows to cry.
    He turned, a stranger all the while,
    and tipped his hat to go.
    I prayed a quiet prayer and looked,
    up, smiled and said hello.
    Leaving through the open doors,
    I was left with only my thoughts.
    There is a force out there in our youth,
    a force that has fiercely fought.
    It is made up of the young and strong at heart,
    and trained to combat the wars.
    The American soldier, with iron hands,
    and a kind heart that keeps no scores.
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