Sweetie, coming from a seasoned woman... no validation needed.

LONELY... Nice to meet you. I hope a name change is in your near future,

This is pretty short after that.. but a soul mate anytime. Chaos and unpredictable... not always a bad thing. Spice in a life keeps us wanting that quenching drink. Keep the pitcher full

Ahhhh sweetie, heres some love

A Soldier Died Today



He was getting old and paunchy, and his hair was falling fast

And he sat around the Legion, telling stories of the past,

Of a war that he fought in and the deeds that he had done

In his exploits with his buddies; they were heroes, everyone.

And ‘tho sometimes to his neighbors, his tales became a joke,

All his buddies listened, for they knew whereof he spoke.

But we’ll hear his tales no longer, for old Bob has passed away

And the world’s a little poorer, for a soldier died today.

No he won’t be mourned by many, just his children and his wife,

For he lived an ordinary very quiet sort of life.

He held a job and raised a family, quietly going on his way;

And the world won’t note his passin;’ tho a soldier died today.

When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state,

While thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great,

Papers tell of their life stories from the time that they were young,

But the passing of a soldier goes unnoticed, and unsung.

Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of our land

Some jerk who breaks his promise and cons his fellow man?

Or the ordinary fellow who in times of war and strife

Goes off to serve his country and offers up his life?

The politicians stipend and the style in which he lives

Are sometimes disproportionate to the services he gives,

While the ordinary soldier, who offered up his all,

Is paid off with a medal, and perhaps a pension small.

It’s so easy to forget them, for it was so long ago

That our Bob’s and Jim’s and Johnny’s went to battle, but we know

It was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys,

Who won for us the freedom that our country now enjoys.

Should you find yourself in danger with your enemies at hand,

Would you really want some cope-out with his ever waffling stand?

Or would you want a soldier who has sworn to defend

His home, his kin, and country, and would fight until the end?

He was just a common soldier and his ranks are growing thin

But his presence should remind us, we may need his kind again.

For when countries are in conflict, then we find the soldier’s part

Is to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.

If we cannot do him honor while he’s here to hear the praise,

Then at least let’s give him homage at the ending of his days.

Perhaps just a simple headline in the paper that might say:

OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, FOR A SOLDIER DIED TODAY

Rifle raised, poised and ready,
Soldier advances slowly walking.
In the open of a littered Muslim street,
Mission duty, yet stay alive.
Remnants of a market stand,
Citizens secluded behind closed doors.
Soldier’s eyes cover every door,
Scanning every window, nook and alley.
Movement to the left, one door opens,
Rifle swings to that direction.
A little boy runs into the street,
Cheerfully jabbers in native tongue.
Up to the solder runs the lad,
admiration or harboring bomb?
Innocence can kill a man;
Little boy holds out both hands.
Kneeling down still watching roofs,
Soldier pulls out a candy bar

Above all, we must realize that no arsenal, or no weapon in the arsenals of the world, is so formidable as the will and moral courage of free men and women. It is a weapon our adversaries in today’s world do not have.

- Ronald Reagan

Sweetie? You are that young and naive? The signs are always there. But I guess that is why we strong, seasoned women are still here. Walked through that fire already.

JR...way to funny. He is jaded at such a young age...LOL... And Gum, hand out that numbeer...lol...NUMBER....you sweet young things jump on that...

My friday night...playing poker and listening to my music. Right now I am in the Springsteen mode.....

Thank you Fun... it is. My baby... I just want to thump her...LOL. But at 27 she still needs Mommy.

Brian... funny...LOL

Sorry Fun, that sucks. I really dont VENT anymore but I listen to my daughter every Saturday night vent about her husband and life online while we play hearts. Its a standing date.She vents... and I kick her butt in cards...it works..LOL..

It is Lynn and you are more than welcome.

Off topic I know... but Scotty! What a cutie... made this old womans night...LOL.... continue children.

I will gladly accept a friend such as you.

My thoughts are with you and yours also. As parents we always worry. They never get to old for that, do they? We raise them,instill values in them and then send them out into the world hoping they will contribute. That is the best reward for the sacrifices we make as parents. My best to you and my thanks for your kind thoughts.

His name is Matthew ( gods gift ) and he is somewhere in the mountains of Afghanistan. Thanks Hon....

Peace and love to you Rapunzel... a compassionate and caring woman.

Thank you. My son is currently in Afghanistan. This is his third deployment...Calvary...scout and recon. He has my love and respect.