A Poem for Our Soldiers and Their Families on Memorial Day
How many of us sit home alone
On a Veteran’s or Memorial Day
Contemplating the choices we have made
Thinking of someone who is so far away.
We watch families gather around our town
We see their flags waving high
Yet we feel as alone as we can possibly be
We can’t even figure out how to try.
It's not that we didn't get an invite
To a gathering meant to celebrate
But it's hard to find a place of joy
When for a soldier, we sit at home and wait.
Because even when they are home
It feels like they are never quite there
You can see the longing on their face
Feel the sadness in their stare.
When they are happy, they are over the moon
When they are sad, they are the epitome of doom
When they love you they love with all that they are
When you have them near you, they still dream of being far.
They’ve chosen a life of supreme sacrifice
War is their addiction, their life and greatest love
They feel more at home in the sands and gunfire
You can always tell that home is just never enough.
It’s not that they do not love their family
Not that they do not love their friends
But their brothers and sisters in arms
Have saved their lives and over backwards bent.
Taking orders is easy, and the enemy is easy to spot
Home can be like a torture, waiting for a bomb to explode
They wait for an enemy lurking, hiding in the brush
They just are never sure what they are supposed to do.
Well intentioned family gathering and cheering around
It can be so overwhelming they just panic inside
It’s not that they do not appreciate what we try to do
But a battle zone is hard to let go of in the mind.
We thank them for their service and try to buy them things
But they always reply that “it was just a job”
Their heart is sacrificial, they’d do it again and again
The war in their minds never stops.
Around and around go their thoughts and dreams
Swirling sands, guns, and their brothers overseas
They regret each life that they’ve had to take
But to protect us, they’ll carry that super heavy weight.
So next time you see a soldier
Sitting alone in a coffee shop or store
Let him know you know his sacrifice
That he couldn’t possibly have done anymore.
Let him know you are here for him
Even if he is a stranger on the street
Lots of times they are lost in their minds
Lost in the desert someplace overseas.
It can be so paralyzing for them
Trying to get used to a civilian life
So much they just can't adjust
They have lost children, sons, and wives.
Thank a vet whenever you can
Because you’ll never meet a more noble man
Because he gave his life, watched his brothers fall
He gave some to many, but for us he gave it all.