He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
He doesn't get to eat today.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.
Remember ... the families back home without a loved one.
Remember ... to say a prayer for all of them ... daily!
Remember ... that if you have served our country, I have great respect and honor for you.
Remember ... my Dad, an American hero.
Remember ... always.
Happy Memorial Day!
1 comment:
softly...from my heart.... amen.
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