Not Just A Soilder Poem by sharna mckeith

Not Just A Soilder



A family man loyal and true, would open the door to let you pass through. This is the man that would smile as he passed by, His hand that would help, your tears he would wipe, This is my brother whom i love and adore my brother i will miss as he goes on tour. Take care of him Afghanistan.........

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