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The uniform was issued to him during the Second World War.
Tho' at first it was somewhat ill-fitting, it he proudly wore.
He was a mere lad of eighteen when his Army career began,
But as that savage conflict raged on, he rapidly became a man!

He considered it an honor to wear the uniform of his nation.
Little brother and sis idolized their hero with great admiration.
His sweetheart was so proud to be escorted upon his arm.
Mom and Dad were also proud and prayed he'd meet no harm.

He wore his uniform on their wedding day, she a bit misty-eyed,
As she saw her handsome soldier when he took her as his bride.
Tho' they faced uncertainty in a world that had gone awry,
They vowed love and faithfulness as they said their sad goodbye.

He stowed his uniform in his duffel and donned his battle dress,
Slogging thro' Pacific jungle isles as forward he did press.
Among the many medals and other laurels that he did achieve,
He was honored with sergeants stripes sewn upon each sleeve!

After the war, tho' a bit snug, he wore his uniform with pride,
In many patriotic parades as he marched with resolute stride!
For his final roll call he wore the uniform as his funereal shroud.
God greeted him saying, "Son you sure have made Me proud!"

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)

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