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Memorial Day
I was a player of sports and was smart
My teachers were great
At eighteen I joined the corp
I was true to them and my family
Then in Iraq a blinding roadside flash
I felt no pain as my life ebbed like the tide
I looked down on the earth and saw mom and dad cry
I asked the angels why their pain
With tears in my eyes.
They said it's memorial day
As we flew away.
poem
by
John Shea
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