Lakefront To Beach Head

Their Labor bore fruit
In times of peace
Free of war’s loom  
Then came the shattering thunder of guns  
From lakefront to beach head  
Liberty was the battle cry  
They were the Levee    
To the river of evil  
That had coursed though the land  
It was no laodicean decision  
To take up arms  
While wives and girlfriends
Dressed in Lithograph patterned attire
Smelling  of lilac  
Praying in the lampblack night  
For their safe return  
No luster in tearful eyes  
The waiting more torture  
Than the battles fought
Written by AspergerPoet56
Author's Note
Thank you Skydancer for the line “ free of war’s loom “ it heleped complete this so I could enter into Through The Alphabet ompetition
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