I hear the booms again tonight
And wonder, if my time has come
Will I see tomorrow
Will tomorrow ever come
Will I have to shed a tear
For a friend that I have lost
Or will they shed a tear for me
If I had to pay the cost
I’m proud of what I’ve done here
And would do it all again
For a soldier’s job is never done
It’s just a different war, a different sin
Author notes
Something from My Iraq Catalog, When you lay your hear down do you ever wonder if it's the last time. Soldiers do.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Let's pray the end is near...
The end of war, that is. I love your heart-felt poetry, it's a shame that it's so sad, but you have a real gift. Keep writing, Charlie...
Peace & hugs,
xx Cyn xx


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very nice write and a joy to read one of yours again, I have laid down and wonder if it will be my last night but under different circumstances. My brother is getting shipped out to Iraq in a few days. thanks for not letting us forget those who are serving and that there is still a war that needs to be brought to an end.


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So very expressive and a real view from the perception of someone who knows. I can't begin to imagine the toll it takes emotionally but very thankful for those in service. Excellent penning and a joy to read




