A War Far Away

My brother was a real beautiful baby and the sweetest little brother a sister could have. He wanted to be a peacekeeper- thats what Canada is famous for, so he enlisted and oh gosh, he did look handsome . . . then, he left on a peacekeeping mission. It was to a country I did not know far away, a foreign land and a foreign war. We watched the television at the horrific scenes of bombing- fighting, father would tell us don't worry he's a peacekeeper . . . as time rolled on and we accepted his dream. Those images of roadside bombs scared me those news cast reports of fighting breaking out all over, of terror groups who have no value for life- theirs or anothers. Anyone who says peacekeepers don't die is wrong . . . I often kneel at my brothers military grave. And lay red roses for that sweet little boy who died a hero with dreams of peace in the world. _______________________ May 24, 2017 Verse/A War Far Away Copyright Protected, ID 904137 Written for the contest, Foreign War Sponsor, Lewis Raynes Ninth Place