At midnight’s stroke amongst confetti and champagne
Give thought to those so far from home.
Too many are they in lands we cannot name,
Worn and lonely; resolved to wallow alone.
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With joy–a smile and alcohols bright cheer
Our horns like trumpets wail.
Forgetting those who could not be here
Our memories so short they do fail.
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Without intention this ailment takes hold
As time our sensitivities does dull.
Our patience and prayers grow tired and old
Succumbing to complacencies lull.
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Remember those who sacrifice without batting an eye,
Ensuring the freedoms the rest of us have, as our fireworks light up the sky.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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AUTHOR’S NOTE: I like to post reminders from time-to-time to give thought to our brave service men and women serving around the world. These are as much a reminder for me as I hope they are for others who may read this. Next time you see a member of the armed forces, thank them for their service, this really does mean a great deal to them.
Dom DiFrancesco 
It is a good reminder, Dom, all the best :-)
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All the best to you and yours in this New Year my friend. :)
A long time ago, I was one of those people – missed numerous Christmas and New Year celebrations trying not to get killed. I appreciate your words, and your sentiment. Peace . . .
Peace to you and your family and a very Happy New Year. :)
A lovely salute to our heroes.
Thank you very much Gilly. :)
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