As I cleaned my room tonight I came across a book on the bottom shelf covered in dust. Everything is always covered in dust. I picked it up and opened it. It was a journal that I had started before discovering the blog. It was written before we left on this adventure while driving 90 miles an hour home to see the family.
In his helmet he keeps a picture of his wife
To remind him of a happier time in his life
As a soldier of the risks he is aware
But also found someone with life to share
His kids are there as he turns to leave
He tries not to wear his emotions on his sleeve
He closes his eyes to fight off a tear
He smiles and waves and says "no fear"
Good-bye got harder and harder as the time drew near
Mission unknown His future unclear
Lives will change for better or worse
They say "We'll see you" he says not if I see you first
Love fills the air Emotion on high
Live life as a soldier never say die
Do the job you trained for never ask why
Live life as a soldier, even soldiers cry
Even Soldiers cry.........
1 comment:
Of course, Soldiers cry! They are human! Tears are the thing that helps wash bitterness from our soul and allow humaness to show through. Soldiers probably know more about humanity than anyone! I have never met a Soldier that did not have a core of tenderness and a deep love of humans. No amount of hard training and disiplinary actions can remove his heartfelt caring. They learn to fight wars to protect those that are weaker than themselves. Soldiers are not perfect nor machines, they are HUMANS. As far as I know, a Human is the only animal that God gave the ability to shed tears. It was a special gift he gave to Man, to help him survive the rigors of life.
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