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REMINISCENCES
They, once placed on pedestals upon return from war,
They upon park benches smell of yesterday’s whiskey
The cold stares of their eyes hiding the pain of conflict
Memories of slain brethren walking paths in their minds
The reminiscences of those battles replaying every day
The tiniest sounds setting them off running for cover
Day by day their lives emotional mine fields exploding.
Sad memories of loves lost along the roadside of life,
Memoirs of sweet tender women they lost along the way,
These too traipse through their mind like a holiday parade.
