Dear Ma,
It's been two years and i am still up here in
front.
My buddies say that it'll be over soon but now I just don't know if I agree or not. It's not the sam at christmas without you and your stuffing.
At night I stand at my post and look at the sky, and wonder if we're still under te same stars. do you really think such aweful tings will ever fade?
I saw my friend get sot today.
Does that make my black with sin?
I heard my daughter was born today.
Does she have my smile? Does she laugh like my father?
I heard he died today, my father.
Does he know I love him, more than ever? Does he know I follow in his footsteps with pride?
I am gonna go now mama.
Can you see my face in your dreams? Can you hear my tired voice?
I am gonna go meet god now.
Do I look ok in my new blood red tux? Do you think he will invite me in? Do you think he still loves me after all i have seen?
I love you mama.
Will you kiss my sisters head for me? Will you give my wife a shoulder to cry on? Will you hold my daughter as you once held me?
It's been two years now, and I'm finally leaving the front.
Bethany Maxwell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soldier-s-letter/
