For my country I do the
things I do. The path I choose
may not be right.
Some days the sky is blue,
other times its raining day and
night.
Like a good soldier, I march
toward death, stumbling through
trenches half blind.
I'll fight on till my last breath,
hoping one day peace will be found.
Sometimes the battle rages right
at home, other times in far off
places.
No matter where I go, the
fighting has different faces.
If death should come, I will
welcome its cool embrace.
My dutys done to God and country.
My life was not a waste !
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Reviews of "A Soldiers Sonnet, By,, George Alan Wilson"
THIS POEM is full of grace honor and pride and a fact of reality in what spiritually maybe the price for toll....a young man soilder who came home fron Iraq (Detroit, a know a few others stories such as this one) just to be gunned down over/for his income tax check it broke my heart/ny heart is broken i didn't know him personally
there is a war going on everywhere...
this is a beautiful, opening write!!!!
Wonderful write my friend a great and powerful piece indeed. A very honorable tribute for those who faught and did what they had to do to defend our country and themselves. Again, great write.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
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there is a war going on everywhere...
this is a beautiful, opening write!!!!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Most valiant soldiers march on no matter what, and we should all respect their many sacrifices.
Very nice poem. The rhyme and flow is excellent.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)