Brass ButtonsA Poem by Jordyn Zacharias
Ash Rains down on my Thick Wool Coat
The Brass Buttons Tarnished but neatly rowed As I stand with other men On the Bloody Hilltop Ive Run through Woods And over Plains Hopped Fences And Suffered Pain On the orders of Generals Never again shall i run For Here my Buttons Lie Tarnished but neatly rowed As I lay with other men On the Bloody Hilltop
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Added on October 11, 2014 Last Updated on October 11, 2014 AuthorJordyn ZachariasWest Wendover, NVAbout16 year old Aspiring writer who loves Historical Fiction and Fantasy more..Writing
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