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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431308" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Patriot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lining the street an anxious throng.<br>Dads moms and younger kids.<br>At last the parade! <br>Stars and stripes and marching bands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everyone's spirits high.<br>Happily cheering waving<br>at every grand display.<br>As in perfect step each passes by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Almost without notice<br>an older gentleman stands.<br>Sparkling eyes behind spectacles.<br>Leaning on his cane he watches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stirring music coaxes forth<br>a shadow of a smile a soft sigh.<br>The sigh hinting of memories<br>long ago burried forgotten not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the color guard draws near<br>the elder one becomes<br>with obvious painfilled effort.<br>Ramrod straight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The passing flag he and others<br>fought so gallantly for.<br>Brought without hesitation<br>a labored yet smart salute.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Imagination maybe but.<br>The moment Old Glory passed<br>as if in recognition fluttered.<br>Saluting one from times gone by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now parade and crowd have gone.<br>Alone the old warrior walks it seems.<br>Not alone for spirits of comrades<br>march silently forever at his side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kurt+Hearth">Kurt Hearth</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431308" data-title="The Patriot de Kurt Hearth" data-description="Lining the street an anxious throng. Dads moms and younger kids. At last the parade! Stars and stripes and marching bands. Everyone's spirits high. Happily cheering waving at every grand display. As in perfect step each passes by. Almost withou..."></div> </div> </div>
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