To Serve

 

 

 

Picture from a pamphlet booklet called

Great Photographs of WORLD WAR II

Selected by the Editors of The Reader's Digest 1964

 

 TO SERVE

 

Dedicated to every service man and woman who leaves a child at home. In loving memory of my parents who both served in WWII.

 

 

War is a treacherous thing

There is so much at stake

while the enemy marches on

my baby girl first wakes

silent in the slumber

she tosses not at night

early in the morning

she wakes easy at first light

while I am away from her

I am confident in knowing

every single day out here

is one more she'll be growing

in the midst of all this

dark

this gloom

this horror

she will play with her little bear

in her crib

while it is

snowing

I will march with my buddies

over hills and forests

beaches, mountains

jungles, desert sands

to reach the battle at

hand

her little lips will kiss goodnight my

lovely wife's sweet cheek

and in my dreams I dream of them

while the enemy is beneath my feet

I will walk and run and jump

I will hang my weapon

at my side

my silent stalking in the night

to hear her rattle tinkle

light

I will march on and feel this pain

because I know

it is not in vain

for there she sleeps in warmth and comfort

for which I have bought and paid

for each and every day of peace

someone once has paid

 

I know I will be going home, I have known it for awhile

I will be greeted so fast and sweet,

by my growing, loving child

 

 

 

For every father separated from his little girl

I cut the journey right in half, and separate the  hell

I bless you on your journey home

I wish you all that's well.

 

 Copyright 2010 by SheilaTGTG55

 

 

 

 

This is a re-post of my Veteran's Day Blog on 11/11/10