Red Leg Poems

My heroes are not perfect
They make mistakes
But when things get tough
They do not turn their backs
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Be assured
It is no glamorous thing

Dirt and sweat
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The distractions of the day have passed
Night has fallen
Heavy, dark and burdensome
It harbors my fears
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Driving to pick him up
As I pull in
I cannot find him
Amidst all of the camouflaged faces
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