I TOUCH YOUR BOOTS

I kneel at the foot of your battlefield cross
Soldiers dealing with a brother's loss
Dog tags in hand, tears down my face
I know you are in a much better place
I touch your boots and say goodbye
Bow my head, and ask God why
Hand on my shoulder a gentle squeeze
Winds begin to blow, a gentle breeze
I know your protecting us from above
Your sacrifice gives your family something to be proud of
You are standing at heaven's gate
I wish we could end the violence and hate
I touch your boots one last time to say goodbye
A brother's hug as I cry
I will never forget you my friend
One day, we will meet again





Poetry by ternic2005
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Written on 2016-07-25 at 18:40

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Kathy Lockhart
A very vivid and real poetic picture painted with your words. Well done.
2016-07-27


Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
This is so sad. But in a gentle way.
2016-07-26