Sand is still on your boots
The boots I would like to fill.
I don’t even know you
But you are a hero
Sounds of loud jets
Nothing compared to your sounds
These ones ringing in your ears
Ironic how your camouflage
Makes you stand out
Thank you for dressing up
For a moment of inspiration
Of internal tears for
The loss of history at home
Those dog tags are beautiful
Gold; golden
Whose are they?
I can’t see from here.
All I see is the back of that picture frame
From the look on your face
It must be a lovely picture,
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