
| Memorial
Day - 1993
By Susan Winters |
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It's time again.......... for my painful pilgrimage to that grassy area in a quiet, peaceful, section............................. off the beaten path of the thousands of visitors. I make this long, lonely walk with tears in my eyes. I pass
rows of seemingly endless
Rows
of flags flutter in the spring breeze
How
I miss him............the light of my life,
This
is my own "special piece"
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| Written
in loving memory of Sergeant Franklin Dennis Winters
by his mother.
May we never forget the sacrifices made by our military forces, whether in be in war or in peace. |