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Thank You Veterans!

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The military has always been a part of my life and, for the first twelve years of my life, it was all I knew.  My great-grandfather, who was more like a grandfather to me fought in both World War II and the Korean War.  Both of my grandfathers were Army veterans and my father was in the Army for 20 years.  Aside from them, I have uncles, cousins, and plenty of friends who have served and still serve in the military.  I respect and admire them for doing so and I want to use today as an opportunity to thank them for that.  Happy Veteran’s Day to you all!

My Veterans

I Don’t Know About You

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I don’t know about you,

but I like to live life

in the bright light of the sun.

I’d rather not hide

in the darkness of the shade.

I’d rather not hide

and stay in the light.

Yeah,

the shade is cooler,

but don’t you want to feel the warmth?

The warmth that the light of the sun brings.

The warmth that comes with no hiding,

no shade.

I don’t know about you,

but I prefer to stay away from the shade.

I’d much rather spend my days

in the light of the sun

where nothing can hide in the dark.

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The Things You Do

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Why?

Why is it that

no matter what

you always find a way.

Sometimes passive,

sometimes aggressive,

but you always find a way.

How do you do it?

How do you know

what will get me going?

With a smile on your face,

you place me right where you want me.

Just like that.

You make it look so easy.

Honestly,

it’s getting hard to be quiet.

It’s getting hard to bite my tongue.

You’re testing me each day

and I fear I might fail.

I fear I might pass.

Just as you fear of how well I’ll do.

But tempt me again

and I just might break my silence,

a vow promised to myself.

A vow that once broken

may very well lead to trouble.

It could bring freedom,

but it might cause a burn.

Either way,

I fear what I’ll say and do,

but, in the meantime,

I’ll wonder why and how

you do the things you do.

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What You Are

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I love what you represent.

I respect your message.

I’ll admit,

sometimes

I follow in your steps.

Thank you

for bringing me your heart.

Thank you

for letting me listen to your soul.

I appreciate you

for showing you’re just like me.

I am you

and we are one.

Your essence is admirable.

I admire you for being you.

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Do You

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Please don’t worry about what I think.

Just live your days as you wish.

My eyes are closed as far as I’m concerned,

so just act as if I wasn’t watching.

Yes, I’m here,

but how can I be jealous, angry, or upset?

What gives me the right to opinionate?

So I won’t

and don’t expect me to either.

Continue on unapologetically

without feeling the need to seek approval

or hide the truth.

Be yourself.

Live life.

Do you.

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The Last Words Were

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God bless you.
Usually, it’s a beautiful sentence.
For a long time,
it me comfort, warmth,
and even a some appeal.
To hear and say “God bless you”
was a good thing in my book.
And, yes, I do mean was.
I still appreciate the three words
and they hold special value in my heart,
but now it’s also a symbol of loss.
It has the ability to bring me frustration,
a little bit of pain,
and a whole lot of anxiety.
God bless you is a farewell.
It is his goodbye.
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