No one asked them to go. No one required them to serve. No one doubted their strength. No one questioned their nerve. No one shielded their fate. No one followed their steps. No one followed them home. No one except wives who wept. No one lifted them up. No one gave them a hand. No one could understand No one except Veterans. FB, Instagram, Twitter: WVPoetrygirl Poetrybooks available on Amazon.com www.amazon.com/author/anitaelam
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I love this poem. I wish there was more support for veterans once they come back. Better jobs, more respect.
Thank You, Lindsay. Me too.