Not my job to do the work for the
rest of the Nation. But if not I,
then whom? Who will remember
sacrifices, paid? Who will thank
them for their service? Who will
welcome them home with a hug,
one long overdue? I will. No pay,
and the hours are long, but that's
okay: my honor. My reward is
watching their eyes well up with
tears, seeing their faces light up,
one Veteran at a time. Least I
can do for what they've given me.
I will remember brave sacrifices made by our heroes and heroines. I have to; have no choice, not with the military history that's represented in our family! And I am honored and feel it is my patriotic duty to remember ALL who served, especially you, our daddy, his four brothers, our mom's surviving brother, and cousins! And our brother! SALUTE! Heart tugging poem and I LOVE the picture!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
A short story of mine was included in an anthology of short fiction by fourteen of Port Town Publishing Company's authors. It is out of print and no longer available except as a download. Contact me at charlenetess@yahoo.com if you want it.
What began as Songs of the Angelic Gaze in the summer of 2006 continued the following year as The Bridge of Silver Wings, and developed even further two years after that into The Bridge of Silver Wings 2009. Whether readers describe it as a conversa
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In Christs Love
Michelle~
It's the very least that all of us can do!! Thanks for the reminder.
Love Micki
'SEMPER FI' ... DOLL!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D