a small white box
sits upon the desk
after all the mail
has been handed out.

he reaches over
and looks at the address
from someplace he doesn't know
"To Any soldier".

is all it says
upon the top
he takes a knife
and swiftly and gently.

cuts away the tape
opening it up
to his surprise
he finds cards inside.

some simple
drawn with a crayon
some extravagant
with decadent borders.

all with the same message
Thank You for what you do
for keeping us safe
for a man told never to cry.

the tears wail down his face
staining the ground
in tears instead of blood
to know people still care.