May 22, 2011
Little warriors that can hide under blankets
Are the ones who play and laugh the whole day away
Yet when it comes to battle
The opposite is revealed
When the flag is long gone
And the mounds of dirt is all that is left is when they show sadness at last
While they remember that ring in their ears
At 3:00 A.M. each morning, naturally, awake
Though battle cries of war
And replies of, “5 minutes more mom!”
Is when true strength and courage emerge
Wounded or in one piece
All people pray on return one day
For those little kids, those warriors.

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