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My Reflections Of The Civil War
This year, Christmas will not be the same,
with out soldiers out there fighting.
This year, blood will cover the snow
sealing up its basking glow.
The Christmas light will no longer shimmer,
their radiant brightness will become dimmer.
While they are out there fighting for my freedom,
my humble thoughts will never leave them.
At nights, every day, my sister & I pray,
that wherever they are, they are warm and content
that their affectionate hearts
are never bent.
Everytime I look up at the sky and see a dove,
my heart is filled with ...