Little Boys Once
I found myself today
thinking about little boys
having no cares in their play,
enjoying their toys
and whatever else they
do for fun
under a hot summer day's sun...
And then
in a blink of time,
still on life's long climb,
they are young men
many barely eighteen...
having answered America's call
stepping across that line in the sand,
into harm's way
in a distant war torn land
doing their brave best for the USA
with some sadly taking the ultimate fall
and others returning with wounds or even less,
leaving their lives a physical mess...
All doing so for love and pride of country!
Oh, where would our blessed America be
if not for Her valiant many
who were little boys once?
David G. Bancroft
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