He makes no noise,
he just treads on;
with treasures-
of the beauty in his being,
and the love in his heart,
of the grace in his loyalty,
and the honesty in his character,
of the strength in his mind,
and the composure to face it all.

His grit is his virtue-
always giving, he’s selfless,
unnoticed, yet never unnerved,
tired but treading;
in pain yet smiling,
hoping to see smiling faces,
he embarks for home each day,
that is all he tirelessly dreams of,
that is his goal…he warriors on!

GREG RAKOZY DANIELLE MACINNES
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