Christmas Overseas

Sand-covered, dusty boots Iraq, Kuwait, and more it is this time of year that makes the heart feel sore. Distant dreams in your head Wishing for a quiet night Getting letters from home to make it seem all right. Decorating a small space, trying to make it feel like home Pictures around a makeshift tree to never feel all alone. Meals on a paper plate, It just does not feel the same but I am still here holding on I choose not to complain. One brief call or Skype, to see and hear the ones I love and wish them a Merry Christmas since you are too far for me to hug. I pray for others' safety, more than I pray for my own because just like me They are also missing home. But I am here for my Country, something I am proud to do This time of year always makes me blue. So, I do what I can, to make the time pass by I have a lot to protect and I have no time to cry. I love my Country very much, and I love my family too I would give up my heart and life to them, I will be true. Though I am here far from home, Just know that I am okay and I am protecting you and more on this winter holiday.