Bill Grace


Center for the Intrepid – San Antonio, Texas


To see the young
Without their legs
To hear their humor
To learn how a tattoo
Has helped one through
Is to go to another planet
Return humbled
With how little you truly know
Realizing
These were not even
The Gold Star mothers
Who had moved
The foundation of your life.

Submitted: Thursday, May 30, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013

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