Valley Forge
Published on Apr 03, 2016
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Here we lay, in the "comfort" of our bunks,
Stomachs rumbling and teeth chattering.
There is nothing we can do to keep ourselves from suffering.
If only, if only, we had the basic necessities,
to keep ourselves from death and disease. Then truly,
all of us could survive this winter.
Photo by blmiers2
Even General George and Stuben, cannot protect themselves
from the pain and longing of home. Good food,
is also hard to come by, for the General of the Army.
Thanksgiving is an empty shell,
with a cup of rice and a spoon of vinegar. But do not dismay,
Spring is only a few months away.
Photo by Grant MacDonald
We cannot fight, the grip of death,
that consumes our camp with blackness.
Our bayonets and guns, will have no effect,
on the grim future that approaches us. All we can do,
is hope for the best, and maybe, we will be spared.
As we keep our eyes on the British, who are a few miles away in Philadelphia,
we train. We train and learn the hardships that come with this horrible place.
We survive at all costs, all costs,
to protect our future, and to protect what we hold true. We will be free,
From the oppressing reign of the British.
Photo by Vail Marston
As spring approaches, the snow melts,
opening up the roads to carts, carts of supplies.
The mood is lightened, new soldiers arrive. With our ranks restored,
and soldiers trained, the British will stand no chance.
The British, who spent the winter in comfort, while we were training,
will have no chance.
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