(just trying to put a soldier friends emotions into words.)
He may not of showed it you but, what I say is true, but without a doubt, he really did love you
He volunteered for the job that few would do, and everyday, he spoke of you
During his duty he never lost sight, he never openly questioned, what was wrong or right
When I saw him smile, it was because of you, you turned his frown upside down, when he was blue
Going home he counted down the days, to make you happy planned so many ways
In his pocket there was a picture of you, where he went, you always went to
Then one day he said to me, “the picture of my baby I think I will leave”
So on patrol we walked the streets, being cautious as usual of everyone we would meet
The morning sun rose high in the sky, then noon came the morning said bye
The next village ahead was empty and bare, he looked at me, with a worrying stare
He nodded his head and said take care bro, before I could reply on the patrol we go
Empty streets not a soul in sight two steps later we were in a fire fight
Incoming rounds landed at our feet, I looked over he was laying on street
For fourteen minutes, the enemy continued their plight, but the end soon came, we had won the fight
The medic ran over to do his best, but all he could do, was to prepare his body rest
The Chinook came in and took his body away, but somehow he knew, that he would die that day
A bullet had entered where your picture had been, the events that happened, how could he have foreseen?
I know he loved you, in every way, he spoke about you every single day
So you could be free, he gave his life, his last few words was, “I love my wife”
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