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Tag Archives: Respects
Your Dad Was Our Hero
Your Dad Was Our Heroby Michael DoyleI was minding my business, Just standing there.I was resting on my crutches,Sipping on a beer.We had come to pay ourOur truest respects.Saying our goodbyesWithout any neglect. A soldier’s sonMarched up to his coffin.With … Continue reading →
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Tagged Beer, Busiiness, Coffin, Crutches, Crying Kid, Dad, Goobye, Mind, Neglect, No Dry Eyes, Our Hero, Poetry and Poems, Respects, Rest, Sight, Sip, Soldier's Son, Sttand, Tears
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