The Uniform

by Marine Wife 80   Dec 21, 2011


I stand steady as I hear a fellow solider being shot,
I draw my gun and get the trigger ready to be pulled,
I am proud to wear this uniform right now,
do not ask me how I do this day in and day out,
Because after all the shooting is finally done,
We lay down our guns,
But, that fellow solider I heard being shot?
It wasn't just anyone,
It was the one I loved,
The One I thought could never die.
I take the uniform and place it in the back of my closet,
were I have hid his memories and so much of my past.

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  • 12 years ago

    by christopher

    You americand think bombing and war solve every thing it doesent it brings chaos and destroys the weak. try and be proud to be human for a change and burn that uniform

  • 12 years ago

    by christopher

    Your poem is sad how could a mom hold a gun and be proud. you will be in my prayers tonite, every body has a mom where ever you come from in the world.

  • 12 years ago

    by A lonely soul

    Very moving, deep and heartbreaking, to have your loved one die in front of you, shot by enemy fire. I have the deepest respects for you, your friend and all the soldiers in uniform who defend this great country every day.

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