On the Wings of Freedom
As the evening sun disappears from the sky,
and the world pauses to catch it's breath-
When the first stars appear on the horizons above-
It's you that fills my dreams, and my heart with love-
You can find tears on my pillow,
and stains upon my soul-
From the moment we met so long ago-
I knew without you, I could never remain whole
So I fall apart in silence,
when in the eyes of our young I stare-
and find myself reaching for you,
through memories raw and bare-
When I lay them down to sleep each night,
I pray they'll understand-
that Daddy loves them from where he is-
for he's a Soldier with an Angel's hand
From weapons of battle to wings of freedom,
I felt your spirit soar-
It was love of Country, God and Family,
that led you to that distant shore
When I hear others say you've fallen,
on the battlefield of war and life-
And it's sad you died in agony,
leaving two children and a wife-
I just can't help but tell them,
that fallen you've never done-
And there is no pain and agony,
in the arms of the Heavenly Son-
When they ask why I'm not angry,
I point at our young and say-
You went before us in battle,
but we'll meet again, some day
I have no time for bitterness,
your life meant more to me-
And when in the eyes of our young I stare,
it's our love, I always see
© Lisa Hilbers
4/30/05
Ron
This is so sad and such a wonderful loving tribute.
"Never Fallen".
This is so beautiful, bringing so much Honor and comfort.
Thank You Lisa xoox
On the Wings of Freedom. Perfection.
I've missed you!!!!!!! And your stunning, emotive masterpieces--you get in the readers heart and squeeze the feelings out--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
This one left me in tears--
Reindeer
Felix
Eileen
Micke
Love Tinka
Have a great day Lisa....
Take care,
Sherry
Initially I thought this was about divorce, but as I read down and realzied it was about a soldier, my first reaction was to stop....my son is a marine, and he has already been in Afganisthan....and in Sept is going to Iraq.....but something made me keep on reading (even tho I avoid war poetry).....and I am glad I did....you wrote this with compassion, wisdom, and grace.....beautiful....touched my heart
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