he's off again to a far away land my patriotic man
the nights get lonely when he's away waiting for the day he will return the knock on the door three stars on his collar I turn away
It can't be true he promised a safe return he said it was a worthy cause I still wonder what he was fighting for "To serve our country", he told me when we were young "secure a future for you and my sons."
Now I'm alone my country stole him from us a war in a foreign land now he returns to the dust
I scream out his name in the night noone around to hear just my babies alone in their beds how I hold them so dear
well he's safe now no more wars to fight how i wish he was here to hold me tenderly yet tight
I know he is looking down on us sprinkling his angels dust from the heavens he protects
the wars he's fought still have not ended his worthy cause is not amended my hero has gone away let me go with him now I pray.......
sarahC, this is really wonderful writing. So sad when a soldier dies. How is any country served when a young man dies?? I could go on and on about this but here is not the place. Your poem was really nice! Lots of sensitivity and expression. dh
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