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Sep 2017
Helmet on top, rifle stuck in the ground, boots at its base

So much sadness on their faces

Dog tags hang with names of the lost

***** boots to show their final walk

Young men who paid to high of cost

Friends kneel before them to say goodbye

So sad to see grown men cry

Battlefield cross shows honor and respect

So their buddies never forget

The cross lets their friends mourn

As "Taps" is played on the horn

"Fallen but not forgotten" some memorials say

Many soldiers live to fight another day

"As my brothers did for me" one tattoo said

One saying I will never get out of my head

Battlefield Cross a symbol no soldier forgets
Written by
teresa nicastro  49/F/Az
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