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To A Soldier.......

Though I don't know your name
And I have never seen your face I shed tears for you.
Though my memories don't contain a time
We shared together I miss you.

Though we are not related
You are in my thoughts.
When I'm eating, or taking a shower, or doing housework,
I think of you, knowing how much you wish you could be at home,
Your stomach full, doing mundane chores such as cleaning your house,
Clean from a fresh shower.

Though you are at terrible risk, and perhaps may not survive,
You are NEVER ALONE, and will always be alive
If only in our spirits, hopes and memories, our dreams for your future.
There are MILLIONS of people praying for you tonight
And throughout the day.
Praying for your safely and return as a whole person
In mind, body and spirit.

We are crying because we know.
We know you are scared, and lonely.
And that you'd give anything to see your family, to hug your mother, father.
Your child, sister, brother, aunt, uncle.

To be showered with love and comfort,
Instead of sand and shrapnel.
We long for you too, with an ache so desperate as to make us insane.

To touch your face, see your smile; share your laughter and your tears.
We love you so much soldiers, you cannot know.
You cannot fathom the swelling of pride in our chest as we think of you.
Of your courage and your sacrifice, the hope that you can come home soon.

And those that have returned, we have not forgotten you; you are in our prayers,
That you may recover from your experience and be healed.
No matter what anyone says, not matter the reason you are there,
You are a UNITED STATES SOLDIER, and you make us PROUD!!

Every day for that beautiful flag, for our great fortune to be Americans.
There are no politics, no scandals, no mistakes,
NOTHING, which can diminish the sentiment we have for you.
And even as democracy permits free speech, as it should, which some may use to make
judgments or cast aspersions,
Remember always, we know you'd rather be on the couch debating it with us than spending your days trying just to stay alive.

Let no "freedom of speech' EVER make you doubt the American people's faith in and love for you.
We are PROUD!
I've never met you, but I want you to know that I love you.
I'm praying for you.
I honor you.
I'm waiting for your return.
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I found this & thought it was so touching......

Beautiful, thanks for sharing!

amazing poem. thank you bailey

Thank you...this is beautiful. My son-in-law deploys to Iraq in November. Again, thank you for sharing.

Our nephew is a Sgt in the Marines. He is a career man. He has been to Iraq, now home for awhile. In November he will go to Afghanstan. Another year of fear for the family.
He may be a Marine Sgt. but he is still that little boy..........

thank you bailey

Bumping forward for Memorial Day!!

May God watch over and keep our troops safe. Thank you to all the men and women who are fighting for our freedom.

My prayers and thoughts are with the past and present sacrifices of the young & old of the brave.

Thanks to all the families of soldiers, past and present...you sacrifice more than we can realize! You are always in our prayers!

Bailey, that was beautiful!

:D Really beautiful Thanks my nieces husband came home this wk. end. From over there thank god he is safe @ home for now. Their daughter Nichole who is 9yrs now happy to have her daddy back. He wants to take her to Disney land ASAP... Good bless our troops & their families. Happy Memorial Day.

Hope you don't mind my sharing this poem I wrote, which was 30 years in the making. I penned the first four lines in the early 70's when the Vietnam War was in full swing, and finally finished the poem in January 2003.

A Soldier’s Song

As I sit in the darkness softly singing my song,
I know this peace won't be here long.
Soon guns and cannons will be firing our way.
Signaling the beginning of another day.
Sometimes I wonder how I came to be here.
Sometimes I wonder if I can control my fear.
The people we are fighting are strangers to me.
I don't who they are or who they profess to be.
When I fire my gun and hear someone scream,
I feel as though it's happening in a dream.
My heart grows heavier with each passing day.
And I know my fellow soldiers feel the same way.
We can't talk about our feelings so we express them in song.
While outwardly, we do our best to be proud and strong.
Maybe one day all of this fighting will end.
Maybe one day we can call one another friend.
But, as Momma says, "Ours is not to wonder why."
And, maybe this won't be the day that I die.
I'll do my duty despite my fear and pain.
And, hopefully, tonight I’ll sing my song once again.

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For years I wore a POW bracelet for Col. William Mason, who was captured in Vietnam on May 22, 1968. I was wearing that bracelet when I started my poem; and, though that bracelet was lost during one of my many moves, I still think of Col. Mason often and always remember him on Memorial Day.

May God Bless all of our brave soldiers and bring them all home safely. And, May God Bless all of the souls of the men and women who lost their lives fighting for their country and for what they believed in.