Home at last, safe and sound-
Months of trucks and tents
And sleeping on the ground.

Missles firing overhead-
I came home injured,
Some came home dead.

For our country we sacrifice
Missing births of our children
and time with our wives...

Dust filled days seem like years-
While waiting families
Struggle with fear.

Memories of home to keep us alive,
We've been here too long,
Just trying to survive.

Ambushed convoys, buildings destroyed.
Injured are flown out-
With others are deployed...

1st Seargents who back home
Coached little league-
Suck down bad coffee to fight the fatigue.

We do it all for the red, white and blue-
Fighting for family, For me and for you...

...And Memories of home.

Tressia
copyright 5/2/05

IT MAKES YOU THINK ALOT!!!

Could not have said it better myself.

Mine was in another place from another time with the same fear just the
same.
Who's to say weather we live or die, on a battle field trying to
survive.
many sorties into a hot LZ, to fly out the wounded so that they me be.

One thing in this life we have to be thankful
for is our SERVICE MEN & WOMEN fighting for
this country so we can be FREE.
The best gift we all could have this x-mas
is that they are could be back HOME with there
families listening to all the laughter and
receiving the much needed hugs they all do
deserve!