Poem

[gutro]

I write for fun and I was bored and decided to write a Poem about our troops coming home.

Lemme know what you think....Not sure what to call it.


Fighting for my brother's life
Fighting for my lovely wife.
I lay my life on the line
Day after day, this war is mine.

I dream of combat and death
I breath it in on every breath.
A dream of home is a nightmare
When I awake I can't help but stare.
It hurts too much to think of it.
I can't afford to get hit.

My tour is coming to an end
I'm about to break, I can't bend.
My last patrol, my last night
This is it, it's my last fight.

Fighting for my brother's life
Fighting for my lovely wife.
I lay my life on the line
Day after day, this war is mine.

Tracers and mortars pass me by
The silence is deafening, as I sigh.
It's finally over, I'm finally done
No more adrenaline, no more fun.

I'm coming home to my girl
My life is spinning in a whirl
I can't wait to hold her in my arms
I can't help but worry 'bout my brothers in arms

Fighting for my brother's life
Fighting for my lovely wife.
I lay my life on the line
Day after day, this war is mine.

I'm finally on home land
On my own two feet, I can barely stand
My little girl runs up to me
The tears fill my eyes, I can't see.

With a jump she says, "I missed you Daddy"
"I missed you too baby"
"I love you Daddy" she whispers in my ears.
I hold her tight, choking back the tears.

I dream of home and family
I breath it in as it's all I see.
A dream of combat is a nightmare
When I awake I can't help but stare.
It hurts too much to think of it.
I have to find a way back to it.

Fighting for my brother's life
Fighting for my lovely wife.
I lay my life on the line
Day after day, this war is mine.