A Few Words of Gratitude

Let Me,..
Speak to you
Listen...
my words are true
as they fall on your ear
You are as one who is held dear
Brave soldier...
cast now in silver
...how the fires still glimmer
in wise eyes that look behind
to clearly see ahead
knowing every sign
I stand protected in your shadow
aware of your honor and bravery
You are my window...
window to the past
and to the future's light
for you preserve what is right
You are.... as you are...
a truly shinning star
and when your fine soul
is freed at last..
I know that...
in gold...
it will be cast...

©Copyright July 19, 2005 by Faye Sizemore

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