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Nov 2014
She looks into the sky
As does he
Miles apart
With the separation
Of the sparkling sea

He raises his gun high
Fighting for his family
She raises her glass high
Grasping for reality

One day after the next
A year goes by
She waits at the airport
He comes from the sky

His combat boots on his feet
Her stilettoes on hers
She is reminded why
Her hero wears those combat boots.

She drops her glass
He drops his gun
They can finally see
The same sky
It's not the best, but it's what I see.
Karoline Quillen
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Karoline Quillen  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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