I have been thinking about some women friends of mine,and what they have given for the GWOT, (Global War on Terror.) Seldom do I think that the American public has a clue, or if they do, that they know what to do with it. I would add in addition to thanking a Vet each chance you have, that I suggest you should thank his or her family too. You probably have never come close to contemplating the depth of their sacrifice. I would like to solicit photos that military families would be willing to share that showcase spouses and parents, children, grand-parents, and siblings. Oh what they have borne, and now, our government wants, in something being billed as greatly necessary, to cut military personnel, their benefits, and their pay. One of these days we aren't going to be able to find anyone who trusts our government enough to serve in our military...
Would I Be Willing
Would I be willing a second time to do it all over again,
Knowing what I know now, but I did not back then?
Would I be willing to place my hand over my heart in front of the bandstand,
Knowing what I do now of things commanders without honor can so carelessly demand?
Would I be willing to hear the questions of our children and to look into their eyes,
Knowing what I do now, just how would I answer the pleas and their cries?
Would I be willing to spend nights alone thinking of the threat the enemy would wield,
Knowing what I do now of how many would take their own lives after the battlefield?
Would I be willing to see him brought off the plane on the gurney,
Knowing what I do now, would I still agree to make this journey?
Would I be willing to hold back tears, and kiss him goodbye with a smile,
Knowing what I do now of the horrors of PTSD mile after mile?
Would I be willing to roll him again and again down the VA corridors,
Knowing what I do now about all it means to be a Wounded Warrior?
Would I be willing to hear the bugler play Taps, and to accept the folded flag in my hand,
Knowing what I do now of how this endeavor was lacking in a wise and committed plan?
Would I be willing a second time to do it all over again,
Knowing what I do now, but I did not back then?
Would I be willing a second time to do it all over again,
Knowing what I know now, but I did not back then?
Would I be willing to place my hand over my heart in front of the bandstand,
Knowing what I do now of things commanders without honor can so carelessly demand?
Would I be willing to hear the questions of our children and to look into their eyes,
Knowing what I do now, just how would I answer the pleas and their cries?
Would I be willing to spend nights alone thinking of the threat the enemy would wield,
Knowing what I do now of how many would take their own lives after the battlefield?
Would I be willing to see him brought off the plane on the gurney,
Knowing what I do now, would I still agree to make this journey?
Would I be willing to hold back tears, and kiss him goodbye with a smile,
Knowing what I do now of the horrors of PTSD mile after mile?
Would I be willing to roll him again and again down the VA corridors,
Knowing what I do now about all it means to be a Wounded Warrior?
Would I be willing to hear the bugler play Taps, and to accept the folded flag in my hand,
Knowing what I do now of how this endeavor was lacking in a wise and committed plan?
Would I be willing a second time to do it all over again,
Knowing what I do now, but I did not back then?
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