MY MILITARY MEN
Both my dad and my husband
answered the call from Uncle Sam.
My dad served during WWII,
my husband in Viet Nam.
There was never any question
of whether to go or stay.
If we're to have our freedom.
there'll always be a price to pay.
They each left their happy homes
and all their family and friends.
Everyone praying every night
their respective wars would quickly end.
My dad served in the Navy.
My husband was Army bound.
Each one completed his duty,
neither of them giving any ground.
My husband left me
with little more than an "I love you."
I'm just standing there alone,
no choice, but try to make due.
The serviceman has the battle.
Those at home just count the days.
They worry, fret and struggle
willing their warrior to be safe.
We try to rally their morale,
cheerful letters everyday,
trying to sound optimistic,
though we seldom feel that way.
So when congratulating the warrior,
remember also, those left behind.
Just acknowledging their contribution
would really be so kind
And, when we rally for the victory
think of those who remained at home.
Just know they suffered too,
often, totally on their own.
© copyright Donna Hale Chandler
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