tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362663422037727028.post5484087896988418204..comments2024-03-25T14:09:25.720-05:00Comments on The Old Jarhead: PoemUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362663422037727028.post-56932574178479654672009-05-26T08:53:08.030-05:002009-05-26T08:53:08.030-05:00Thank you for your service!Thank you for your service!Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09412482506238559840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362663422037727028.post-24342330781001538032009-05-24T22:32:16.731-05:002009-05-24T22:32:16.731-05:00"...lest we forget." More echoes of Kipling in bo..."...lest we forget." More echoes of Kipling in both tone and feel. Beautiful, sir. <br /><br />I think the line that impacted me the most was the third line of the first stanza. We may have handed you the sword, but you had the courage to take it from our hands. And those who sleep alone had not only the courage, but the love to make the sacrifice. <br /><br />Again, and ever again, thank you for serving.Heroditus Huxleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11049569750742829144noreply@blogger.com