Every day more soldiers have to leave
to fight this war so we can be free.
they pack light to set out on their way
praying the war will end someday.
We have lost young and lost old,
but all of those men were so strong and bold.
In reality, it doesn't seem too fair
but when at war, there is no time to care.
Once in a while they may get a letter
from loved ones at home feeling a little bit better.
They let them know they miss them so,
but no time to cry, the men must go.
They fold their letters up real tight,
putting them away for another lonely night.
Slowly they rise to take their stand
as each American soldier salutes with right hand.
They yell that they will be home soon,
but tonight they're going to sleep with the moon,
but not alone, they have one another.
To an American soldier, those men are his brothers.
Each and everything they do
is without a doubt for me and for you.
Honestly, how many sit and pray
for each and every soldier on the field that day?
They don't draw names to see who they protect,
so why need a face to match the respect?
They don't get hot home cooked meals,
and I bet they would love a steak from the grill.
They are American soldiers standing tall and proud.
They deserve our respect; don't be ashamed, scream it out loud.
But at times, a soldier has no choice but to sleep
with those words I will close for now.
Saying as I go, GOD BLESS AND REST IN PEACE...
Thank you for writing this noble poem about the honor and sacrifices of our U.S. military. Very moving poem.
American Soldiers
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2008 with permission of the Author.
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