I wont make it home

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Benson
Im sending you this letter I found in your sons pocket, he died while saving
Two wounded soldiers in our platoon. Thanks to his courage and selflessness
They will be able to go home to see their families.

Sgt Jasper

Dear Mom and Dad,

Its so hot hear I dont think I can breath,
Soldiers around me are dying, maybe I ll never leave.

These days are so lonely, I wish I never came,
I fear if I make it back I will never be the same.

Do you remember Michale mom he died next to me,
Yelling for his wife,
His last words to me he spoke, were that he wasted his life.

That puts things in perspective for me, he died but at what cost?
All I see is a falling soldier and a friend that I lost.

Dad I really love you, I never meant you any harm
I thought the military was my ticket- my chance to leave the farm.

You both know I love you and meant the best throughout the years,
When you read this letter the grey spots -are the marks of my tears.

Mom, Dad remember me always, for I know I wont return home,
Cause last night I had a dream, I was in a field alone.

I saw a light in the distance and a voice said, son this is your fate?
He said, I chose you to be with me, because your sacrifice was great.