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A Stranger In Line.

Rating: 4.5

Standing in tranquil stillness
There was a touch of sadness
Within his eyes and stature
Not for himself, yet, for us
We stood in steel cold rows
Awaiting the stern, “Next”
Breadline, the stranger to dignity
Those who serve are tired
and long to somewhere else
in a warm bed, but duty calls

nameless faceless we pass
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Faith Elizabeth Brigham 27 October 2005

Adrian-A profound and moving poem...very nicely done. Best regards-Faith

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