The Traveling Soldier

The Traveling Soldier

A traveling soldier,
Broken down,
On the side of the road,
With no one around.

I stopped to help,
This man in need,
And found the one,
Needing help was me.

I’d never thought,
They gave us so much,
That we could be free,
To live, love, and touch.

He shared his stories,
Of a land far away,
And what took place,
On that fateful day.

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