"You can't eat medals son "...........poem
He looked down into the small cardboard box
with a satin velvet lining
and immediately his eye's darkened and the center
lost their shining
I had found hidden away in his closet an array
of ribbons medals and a purple heart medal
right next to the volume of his war records
laying on the shelf made of metal
I asked " but what is this purple one dad
is it really the one I think it is "
he reached up and scratched his temple
and said "well let me see this"
In some new admiration I said -"I didn't know you had a purple heart
tell me how you got one of these "
After an eternally long and quiet moment he replied
"well I think I've actually got three"
"Listen son it's not a big deal you know
that war is over and done
and I'll tell you something else to go with that
you can't eat medals son "