Sacrifice.
My papa fought in many wars and I love him dearly. He doesn’t talk about it much but I want to make sense of it all.
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War, blood, pain, misery.
Loss, failure, injury, victory.
He’s seen to much,
But still believes in Gods love.
He’s been in hospitals,
And offices.
Therapy and he’s seen his friends in coffins.
Shots, wounds, life and death.
All reminders of a loved ones last breath.
Waking up, screaming.
He has been reliving the moments.
I love you for what you have done for our world,
And God has blessed all who will and have.
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