There may not be cookouts
With corn on the cob
Today's memory service
Brings thanks for your job
You fought for your country
And the job was well-done
You're a patriot in my eyes
Whether we lost or we won
You grew up so quickly
In those foxholes you hid
While family who missed you
Still thought you a kid
This gray day in November
As I jot these few words,
I'm so grateful for freedoms
I've earned since you served
-Katie Neiweem Anthony
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