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William P Bussey
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since 2000-02-26
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0 posted 2000-03-20 10:16 PM


            RIBBONS BEHIND THE GLASS

I see them there, behind that wall of glass, bright like the sun,
They are colorful, like a jewel, each and every one.
To some, they look like a beautiful flowers  that have been tossed,
To those of us who know, it's not the beauty, it's the cost.

There is one that's purple, it's only associated with pain,
Some of my friends earned that one, again and again.
One is bright yellow and red, it says you were in the fight,
We didn't need a ribbon to tell us that was right.

The president said we were deserving, so he gave us one to,
United Nations, not to be out done, gave us one that was blue.
For years of service without a blemish, it was blue and red,
If they had known all I did, it would have been the brig instead.

There are many others, more blues yellows and reds, tributes from other lands,
They are meaningful to us, but it seems no one cares or understands.
It isn't about what is behind that glass, or what is on my chest,
It's about what we gave, for we left behind some of the very best.

So the next time you see a serviceman, with ribbons on his chest,
Give him a smile and a hello, for he has no doubt, done his very best
For he asks for nothing more, he needs no parades or a band,
He only wants you to aknowledge, that he did his best, for this land.

© Copyright 2000 William P Bussey - All Rights Reserved
Denise
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1 posted 2000-03-20 10:54 PM


We all owe a debt that we can't repay to all those brave men and women. Thank you Bill for your contribution to our country and the preservation of its freedom.  This is a wonderful poem.

Denise

Sasikat
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since 2000-02-02
Posts 290
St. Petersburg, FL
2 posted 2000-03-21 07:25 AM


Bill,

There can never be enough medals or awards given to those in the military, especially wartime vets.  But, all the medals in the world can never compensate for what the individuals had to endure and give of themselves in order for the rest of us exist away from the line of fire.

Sheila

 ...the earth and myself are of one mind. The measure of the land and the measure of our bodies are the same........... Joseph, Nez Perce Chief

childomine
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since 2000-01-25
Posts 818
st. petersburg, FL
3 posted 2000-03-21 07:54 AM


Bill medals seem so small compared to the sacrafices givin by our Veterans.  And as Denise and Sheila said, we owe Veterans more than we could ever repay.  I know a lot of Veterans and who they were was changed by the horrors that they lived through.  A medal just doesn't seem enough to suffice.  Your poems keep these men and women at the forefront of our thoughts - where they should be.

[This message has been edited by childomine (edited 03-21-2000).]

Wikket
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since 2000-01-29
Posts 340
Santa Clara, CA USA
4 posted 2000-03-21 04:33 PM


Oh HOOAH!  *sniff* this one gave me pulled at my heartstrings too William!  Thanks for giving this nation all those important years of your life.  And now is the time for me to do the same...thank you for giving me some pride in what I do!       Jamie
rich-pa
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since 2000-02-07
Posts 317
New Orleans, Louisiana
5 posted 2000-03-21 07:19 PM


a fine poem and tribute to those who have served their country during time of war.
twinsgd
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since 2000-02-13
Posts 416
Ontario,Canada
6 posted 2000-03-21 08:50 PM


Great poem Bill
My memory of those ribbons is mostly on the chests of Veterans marching to the Tomb of The Unknown Warrior.
Lest we forget.

wonderous
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since 2000-02-29
Posts 75

7 posted 2000-03-21 09:03 PM


bill
we come from different countries on opposite sides of the world.
but what you have creted holds true for every soldier in every country

what  a pity
i wish we lived in a world where there was no need for soldiers
for every one who dies in a battle field is someones son, father or brother.

someday...

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