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 For You and Me

From the swaying poppies growing in the
fields of Flanders, to the sweltering jungles
of Vietnam; honor still walks those hallowed
grounds, protecting the souls of those
heroes, who fell beyond civilized sound.

Time now stands still, and the silence is surreal…
the death and destruction long gone, but the
results will forever linger on.

From the cities, towns and back country
roads they came. They fought and died …
and yet, some still question the reason to be?

The answer is simple…
They died for you and me!

Jackie R.. Kays

© 06 Thanksgiving Day.

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