Day 311 - Thank You

Thank You

Merci

Danke

תודה

Having never heard a bomb drop, I thank you.

You who lost her leg when the explosion hit,

You who pulled your friends from beneath the rubble,

You who kept the bombs away,

Thank you.

As someone who is not scarred with bullet marks, I thank you.

You who walked through deserts and tundras,

You who gave your lives so I may keep mine,

You the veterans of every war, every where,

Thank you.

As a care free young girl, I thank you.

I who may dance never fearing land mines,

I who can shout at the top of my lungs my freedoms,

I who dares to dream of peace one day,

I thank you.

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Note from the Poet & Photographer:

The photographs demonstrate the sign language sign for "thank you".

Day 109 - Heart of a Lion

Heart of a Lion

Echoed upon the walls in drawings

The final ballad the bard sings

Will tell the tale we long to discover

When men act kindly to one another

If you can find the lion in your heart

You shall be one set far apart