Angel Flight

This was sent to me this morning and I knew I had to share it.  God bless our men and women in uniform.

About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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3 Responses to Angel Flight

  1. Instead of resting in peace I wish they could have lived in peace. If men would stop killing each other for reasons they invent, there would be no need for that beautiful plane doing a horrific job bring our people home. You saw all the white crosses in the background and we have learned nothing, we just keep putting kids in the ground. We never learn anything and the people who start the wars stay safe and send the other peoples kids to die.

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  2. etiliyle says:

    ✨💕✨💕✨💕✨

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  3. George says:

    Wiping away tears. God bless them all.

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