wayne fowler - Soldier

Sent to battle far from home.
On their gaurd they mimic a gnome.
Living in the danger zone.
Dutie can make you hard as stone.
In the air or hand to hand.
Either way they gaurd our land.
Right or wrong they do their best.
To keep us safe so we can rest.

wayne fowler

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