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Through A Little Girl's EyesUniforms, so neatly pressed, crisp colors and shiny brass Handsome men all in a row, carrying the American Flag. Larger than Life, they are displayed, marching in her hometown parade. She stands so proudly as they march by and in her silence, wondering, how she will ever be able to, thank each and every veteran.. a big task for a little girl to do. Will she honor that same conviction, that every veteran holds? She only hopes, when she grows up she would be so bold. Then, amongst the crowds, through silent tears she sees, the Veterans, saluting proudly, their flag, their country, their military. And like a secret, she now knows why, through a little girl's eyes. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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