Sacrifice...for what?
Sacrifice for … what? He’s a Hero, a soldier, esteemed unto the bitter end. His body lies bloodied and broken, never will it mend. Fighting hard and giving all, upon this horrid battle field The air is thick and makes me sick, though it is very stilled... Who is there left to mourn, and shed the tears for him? A wife, a child? A sound of taps plays reverent, slow and dim. A tribute to all soldiers fighting for freedom…My son Paul is among them IlaMae Stucki – 3/18/2010
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IlaMae Stucki
I am a Registered Nurse.. I have loved writing for as far back as I can remember. My first writing was experienced by drawing as a child. In 7th grade I wrote a poem about Abraham Lincoln that won an award and was read on the radio in Salt Lake City....
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