They Don't Wear Purple Hearts In Heaven
I lost my brother to a foreign land; I was too young to even understand There was a knock at the front door, then Momma wasn't smiling anymore.
The man at the door was a Marine; the first I've ever seen. Momma told me to go out and play, then the preacher came and they started to pray.
Tears ran down Momma's eyes, and I heard her say, "Why, Lord, Why"? Father stood there seemingly mindless, all he said was, "We've lost another of America's finest."
The Marine handed Momma a small velvet case, inside was a Purple Ribbon, attached to a gold heart with Washington's face. I asked Momma if it were mine,
but she said, "It's your brother's, Sunshine." "Momma can we send it to Kevin ?" She answered, "They don't wear Purple Hearts in Heaven."
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