How did I know then what bravery was?
It did not ride on horseback.
It did not charge a hilltop.
It did not pose with medals dangling.
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Indeed its a great heartfelt memorial for a well loved Stepfather! Nonetheless, there is hope to meet again in eternity. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem, Edmund!
This is steadfast in resolve and wonderful in memorial sharing. Very wise and nice drafting shared that transfers wise message really....10
This poem is solid in its truth, Edmund. And seeing the dedication, I'm reminded of my dad who had some glaring faults but rose from a desperate background which included a father who was a poor provider and philanderer. If you don't already know it, I think you'll appreciate the poem, Those Winter Sundays, by Robert Haden. You'll have to go outside PH to find it because of copyright issues, but it's not hard to find. -Glen