The 891st Engineer Battalion, Company A, Kansas
National Guard left Pittsburg on a warm December morning.
I took my daughter downtown to watch them go.
The streets were clean and breezy. On each corner
and storefront a small group stood talking
and shifted homemade signs from hand to hand.
We all spoke to strangers without asking names.
When the bright yellow buses turned into the light
down the road and came our way, everyone
put their coffees down at their feet, I pointed
and told my daughter that we were going to wave,
and the soldiers leaned out the open windows
into the gentle air of the town and waved
their whole arms, smiling like school boys at us all.
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