| THE FORGOTTON HERO He slumps motionless in the doorway Forlorn, weary and ill His moment of glory forgotten (that battle upon the hill!) But the memories linger on Of his buddy's slaughtered and dead And the many regrets he has For the things he left unsaid Valiantly, he fired Trying to save his stricken friends Until only HE survived Now his nightmare never ends! And the world too soon forgot him "Just a vagrant" they all say And nobody even remembers That they called him a Hero on that day! (c) copyright, Beatrice Boyle All rights reserved |
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