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 Soldiers Cross

The soldier marches

from dawn to dusk

a cross around his neck.

 

He kisses the cross

around his neck

then ties it to his gun

 

The cross swings

around the gun

That drops from cold hands.

 

A soldier pays respect

to a flag and cross

In the hands of an army widow.

                                                                                        -Brianne

 

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