Little Julie was happy to see,

her brother after four years.

Her brother was a brave soldier,

He always removed julie's fears.

She gathered flowers and some fruits,

Made some pasta, made some juice.

Little Julie didn't know how to cook,

But half hour was what it took.

Little Julie then cleaned the house,

And made her brother's room shine,

After being done she looked around,

Making sure everything looks fine.

Little Julie then changed her clothes,

Put on a smile, applied some gloss,

Turned her hair in a sweet braid,

'looking pretty' her mind quickly said.

Someone rang the doorbell,

It's him! Little Julie could tell.

She ran fast and opened the door,

Saw her soldier standing on the floor.

Suddenly she heard one gunshot.

Her brother fell, he hadn't fought.

His eyes closed, she watched him die,

Little julie's heart begun to cry & cry.
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