After little brothers join the military,
The most precious children from my childhood
Protect the most precious children of my present.
Strangers no longer defend my country.
Those who wear the uniform
Evoke big sister pride.
I scurry to stand when I hear the Star Spangle Banner.
I stop reciting and start pledging allegiance to the flag.
Patriotism grows within in me.
The price of freedom can no longer be measured.
The value of the collateral soars
Because now my brothers watch over me.
(It's sappy. I won't quit my day job, but the photos great. Maybe Rod could moonlight as a photographer.)
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