soldierA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa
I hear the battlecry! Of soldiers marching off to war. It breaks my heart, and wounds my soul.
My country tis of thee I sing! I hear the trumpet in the distance. Let freedom ring! Tarry there not long upon the battlefield. I pray thee knight in shining armor. Come home soon For your countrymen wait for you.
I hear the battlecry! Of soldiers marching off to war. It breaks my heart, and wounds my soul.
© 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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Added on February 9, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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