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Semper Fidelis

    This morning as I left the store I saw an Old man limping through the parking lot. 
His face looked weary, worn with age. His hair long and greying down his slightly bent back. 
as he approached me I just knew he'd be begging for money, spare change and such. 
As his shaking hand out stretched to shake mine. 
 
 My eyes drifted upon an old faded Tattoo on his Forearem it Read 
            " SEMPER FIDELIS" 
 I felt ashamed that I had judged this man, 
This man whom Risked it all, for the freedoms I enjoy every day. 
He didn't have to say a word, For in that moment I folded a $20 bill into his hands, 
and said, " this could never be enough to thank you " 
 
                    His kind smile beamed ..... 
                               Sometimes all is never as it seems....