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Hello and welcome to my site. Everyone faces depression at some point in their life. This is a collection of my poems and metaphors that helped lift me up from the depth of my own depression. I pray my words will help some of you cope and rise up to help others. Together the world can be a more pleasant place to live when we all care for each other. In an effort to help finance my writing career, and currently fix my vehicle as I am without one, I have decided to affiliate my website with a few shopping sites. Amazon and Target will pay me a small percentage of any order placed through these pages, so if you would like to help support my website or my writing career, please use my links to these premium stores. It cost no additional money on your part. Thank you so much if you do, or even if you don't. I really appreciate the visits to my blog. If you love my poems be sure to leave me a review on Amazon good reads as this will help me reach new people.To reach the other pages, topics, and poems click the view profile link under this for table of contents.

Thankfully Free

Why do we have to go to war so we can all live free,
when men and women lose their lives for all the world to see.
Our soldiers travel far and wide to keep the wolves at bay,
and though they fight, and some will die we cant keep them away.
When we're attacked it makes us see, that we must stand our ground.
It's through their blood the sweat and tears, where liberty is found.
Our history reminds us of a life that we would live,
if we didn't have our military and the lives they give.
For us, they leave their family, friends and loved ones for a while,
and things they see when they're at war will even take their smile.
Even when they make it back, they leave so much behind.
The tragedies that they must face, will linger in their mind.
Please take a moment if you would and tell them that you care,
that your thankful for their sacrifice and burdens they must bear.
See If you stand behind our troops each and every day,
then you will understand why we must fight to live this way.

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