Military poem (in the right spot)
I accidentally posted this in the wrong forums so, if there is a moderator out there some where please delete it out of current events please!!
I wrote this poem for my baby brother (ok so he isnt really a baby, hes 25) who is in the Army. He has been to Afghanistan two times and is headed to Iraq in another week and a half. I wrote this after he returned from Afghanistan the second time. I hope it touches your heart like it did mine. It is very sad, but the point was for me to show that I know the cost of freedom and it was no where close to free.
I see him and smile as he walks towards me,
thinking what he did so I could be free.
I can see in his eyes and in his face
he was a solider in the USA.
Head held high, moving slow,
injuries beneath only he knows.
The sights in his head have lasted for years,
all of those memories still bring him to tears.
His brothers around him fallen down,
all of their blood spilled on the ground.
Strangers who gave their life for me,
willing to fight so that I could be free.
They all went willingly to fight the war,
none ever doubted what they were fighting for.
The remembered our flag, the red, white, and blue,
and what that means to me and you.
They fought for their families, and for their friends,
knowing they might not come home again.
Freedom is something they couldn't take away,
because all of our men fought there that day.
I shake his hand, with tears in my eyes,
how could I ever repay such sacrifice?
I look at the flag, the red, white, and blue,
and know she is flying because of you.
So if you ever ask who my heroes are...
they are the US soldiers who fought in war.
The soldiers who gave their life for me,
for no other reason than so we can be free.