It is my custom
to say to military folk
‘’Thank you
for your service’’
knowing that service
can be harsh
in a hard world.
This morning
at the gate
a return gift
waited for verbal ritual.
The soldier said:
‘’Thank you
for helping me
be here.’’
It hit home,
in the counseling business
we would call it
a ‘reframe.’
An old chaplain
a young airman
an eternal bond.
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