Veterans Day / Memorial Day Poem #241

Veterans Day / Memorial Day Poem #241

Empty Boots

There they stand
All muddy, covered with grime.
They once were polished;
Like the man.
The bloodstains all blackened
With time.
Proudly they marched
In every parade.
They slogged in the mire
Of war s long charade.
Now they are empty.
The owner is gone
To that heavenly place
Where brave soldiers belong.

Written from the heart by Esther B. Campbell Gates
Gold Star Mom of Sp/4 Keith Allen Campbell

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