The grenade came in
amoung the soldiers men,
one soldier threw himself
on the grenade,
for this his life he paid.
He saved the lives
of his fellow soldiers.
Jesus did the same,
in God's holy name.
We all make sacrifices,
in small or big slices.
We sacrifice in loves name,
for our loved ones the same.
A mother and father,
sacrifices rather
than see their children suffer,
it's their love they offer.
One brother,
sacrifices for another.
Martin Luther King,
did the same thing.
A poet sacrifices his word,
so his verse will be heard.
The reader sacrifices their time,
to read the poets rhyme.
Time slips away,
as we all make our sacrifices
each and everyday.
Until the ultimate.
O
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
well done OnePoetGem...
John