Searching For You

On a hot and humid summer day,

Before the wet monsoon,

They get down on their hands and knees

Carefully pushing aside every inch of dirt,

Delicately overturning every pebble

Searching for you.

Along side a river they pause and reflect

Upon a soldier they will never forget.

Beads of sweat roll down their brow

The extreme heat taking its toll.

They’ve never questioned why they continue

Searching for you.

Another hard working day nears its end

The sun begins to set across a vast ocean

I get down on my knees in prayer

Hearts aching as one

To never forget and never stop

Searching for you.

Deborah Ann Tornillo

Copyright, 2011