You, Soldier,
Are the object of my praise.
I want to see you come home safely.
I want to see your face
Nothing brings me more pride.
Even when you were hit,
You seemed stronger than the hulk.
I read the letters and imagine
How you are.
The wrinkles creasing your forehead,
The days of sleepless nights you endure.
The years you missed as we grew up.
The moment you come home,
Is always the best.
When your little girls
Runs into your arms
Faster than lightning.
She squeezes you so tight
That it’s hard to breathe.
She holds on so long
That you get lost in time.
The thousands of tears
That stained your shirt.
The times you leave
Were always the hardest.
I squeeze you tight,
Afraid this being the last time.
It felt like you were always gone.
It feels like
I grew up in two worlds,
One with you and one without.
I was always scared to open the door,
Not knowing
Who it could have been on the other side.
I read the letters and remember our time,
But always scared
I might get that letter.
I might hear a soldier’s song.
The song that break
Every little girl’s heart.
You my soldier are
The one I love
For all eternity.