Safe In Our Beds

Diminished

but ennobled,

the soldier came home

his two limbs

traded for the 

sanctuary

of a deeper peace

 

Broken

in completeness,

his braces held proud

each battle

medaled

in the memory

—of his finest hour 

 

(The New Room: November, 2021)

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