On Guard

Many years ago
I wore upon my feet
boots of leather
issued by Uncle Sam

He also saw to it
I had a ride
and many things to carry

My time in green
was not remarkable
or heroic
or
a cause for celebration

I was like so many
I served
I left
I remembered

I look upon those who followed
They had a harder time
I look upon those before me
They were humble heroes, too