We sit at home and wonder why,
Those we love are taken away.
To fight in a war,
For our freedom they put their lives on hold for.
Staying up for days on end,
Wondering when he’ll see his family again.
Getting shot at as others are hit,
yet keeps moving forward with thoughts of loved ones to keep his wits.
Clutching the cross that hangs around his neck,
As he prays for the loss of those who have given their lives.
Hoping one day their loved ones can forgive him,
For not doing more to save their sons and bring them back to them.
Patrolling streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists,
Hoping that when he goes home he won’t need a therapist.
For dreams of those he's killed haunt his thought,
while only remorse and forgiveness he has sought.
Heavy gear is what he wears,
The same thing for weeks on end yet he can’t waste the time to care.
For the weapon he carries more important than his shirt,
Must stay clean and out of the dirt.
Hearing the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded,
And realizes he’ll be held over an extra two months.
GROUNDED
Waits for the mail to see if there’s a letter,
Holding it close as he smells his lover’s perfume.
A picture of a baby with eyes so bright,
Wondering if they’ll ever see him home to hold her tight.
Seeing the innocent tortured and killed,
Broken bodies lying all around.
Thoughts of his life thinking it could be his own,
And remembers why he’s fighting and hopes it will end soon.
Taking the time he gets to call home,
Making sure they know he’s alright as he tells them he‘ll be home soon.
For his wife she sits praying God will grant her one last wish,
For her husband and friends her wish be sent.
That they're safe,
And can be sent home before it’s too late.
By: Wing (aka Lacie)
Author notes
I wrote this one for all the friends i know and love that are risking there lifes over sea's. I really wanted them to know how much i love them and how much i want them safe.
I Love you all and miss you so much
A contest entry
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300 points, ended January 25, 2008, 21 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Wonderful write, too many people forget what our soldiers go through and treat them quite horrible when they get back home. They are the bravest. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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whisper
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Thanks grately for the comment! and yes i agree way to many people forget what they do for us and it is truly sad.
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This poem holds some really wonderful sentiments.
Quite thought provoking when read from the soldiers perspective.
Congrats on the well deserved Silver
Linda
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Nice poem I loved it my favorite part was this:
Waits for the mail to see if there’s a letter,
Holding it close as he smell his lover’s perfume.
A picture of a baby with eyes so bright,
Wondering if they’ll ever see him home to hold her tight.
Other than that reali nice poem! -
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Aww thanks hun! I'm acually really proud of this one! I think thats one of my fav setions of it to Thanks for the comment!!!
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