A Small Piece of My Soul©

Each day I give to you a bigger piece of me

Hoping that there will be enough left for me

For me to mask the pain of living as I do

In the shadows of what once was

With those that once were

My heroes

My suitors

My Friends

They carried our burdens on their shoulders

Not knowing what laid before them

On those blood covered battlefields

Led without knowing what was expected

In the end their conscience was free

They completed their task

And those who could return did

And those who could not were shipped home and honored

Today we honor them and each one of them has

A small piece of my soul

Carry on my dear friends, carry on

By Felina Silver Robinson