Posted on 08/10/2021 4:03:22 AM PDT by sodpoodle
He was getting old and paunchy And his hair was falling fast, And he sat around the Legion, Telling stories of the past.,
Of a war that he once fought in And the deeds that he had done, In his exploits with his buddies; They were heroes, every one.
And 'tho sometimes to his neighbors His tales became a joke, All his buddies listened quietly For they knew where of he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer, For ol' Joe has passed away, And the world's a little poorer For a Veteran died today.
He won't be mourned by many, Just his children and his wife. For he lived an ordinary, Very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family, Going quietly on his way; And the world won't note his passing, 'Tho a Veteran died today.
When politicians leave this earth, Their bodies lie in state, While thousands note their passing, And proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell of their life stories From the time that they were young, But the passing of a Veteran Goes unnoticed, and unsung.
Is the greatest contribution To the welfare of our land, Some jerk who breaks his promise And cons his fellow man?
Or the ordinary fellow Who in times of war and strife, Goes off to serve his country And offers up his life?
The politician's stipend And the style in which he lives, Are often disproportionate, To the service that he gives.
While the ordinary Veteran, Who offered up his all, Is paid off with a medal And perhaps a pension, small.
It is not the politicians With their compromise and ploys, Who won for us the freedom That our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger, With your enemies at hand, Would you really want some cop-out, With his ever-waffling stand?
Or would you want a Veteran His home, his country, his kin, Just a common Veteran, Who would fight until the end.
He was just a common Veteran, And his ranks are growing thin, But his presence should remind us We may need his likes again.
For when countries are in conflict, We find the Veteran's part, Is to clean up all the troubles That the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor While he's here to hear the praise, Then at least let's give him homage At the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline In the paper that might say: "OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, A VETERAN DIED TODAY.”
Author 'Unknown’
Then send it to ALL your friends….
Nicely done.
Ya shouldn’t make me cry this early in the morning.
Thank you
Streets, bridges, buildings etc… anything built from taxpayers funds should only be named after Veterans and not vile politicians or even the few decent ones like Reagan.
ping
Excellent. I wish we knew who wrote it.
........agree.....My father, my father-in-law, my uncles, even an aunt who served in the WAVES, all were World War II veterans...I wonder what they would think of today’s America were they to come back and see it....they would not recognize the great country that they served so well.....
btt
Top post of the day....Thank you, sopoodle....
Bttt.
5.56mm
You weren’t the only one to tear up.
Bump
This is very well done.
This describes my dad, who fought in the Navy, Korea. He was a true patriot. He taught me to love America - our land and our Constitution.
B T T T
Reagan was a WWII vet.
My parents divorced when I was six, and I'd see him at most several times a year.
Both my stepfather and father weren't the types to vocally tell me (and their other sons) that they were proud of me. Let's face it, that was pretty much the norm from my viewpoint, and I've tried to do a better job with my kids...when they earned it. I don't hand out participation trophies...lol.
It struck me a few years ago of one time where my dad was proud of what his son had become. It was the summer of 1976, when I was going through the ADA Officers Basic Course at Fort Bliss. His job was relocating him to DC from San Bruno, CA, and he stopped by to see me for a couple of days.
The first night in town, I took him to dinner at the Fort Bliss Officers Club. It was just another night for me, but it was an experience for him, a former sailor, to be eating amongst numerous officers with his son, a 2nd Lieutenant.
OTOH, I could be wrong about that night, too...so be it.
I just found this.
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