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	Final Fight A precisely folded flag a rifle salute fading away, Then the lonely sound of taps tells us a soldier has gone away. His Earthly battle is over we know he gave us his best, Gone is a defender of freedom we weep as he is laid to rest. Our land became the greatest because of soldiers like this one, Who remained faithful to the end who would not quit until the fight was won! JRS © 3-21-02 The "Okie" Poet Questions or Comments All poems copyrighted ã1997-... Spring Creations The "Okie" Poet All Rights Reserved