Empty Boxes

You went away to keep us safe
To fight our nation's war
Giving all you had to give
'Til you could give no more

They sent me all the letters
That I had sent to you
They said that you were M.I.A
There was nothing they could do

They said that you'd been ambushed
And some had lost their lives
They sent out all these letters
To inform the soldiers wives

Now alone I sit and wait
To see if someone knocks
To tell me that you're K.I.A
And to bury an empty box

They could not find your body
To lower in the grave
A medal and flag is all I have
For the sacrifice you gave
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Taylor Avatar
September 27, 2010 at 7:26 PM
Very sad occurence, Larry. Happens way too often. Excellent write. Thanks for reading my silliness. Ralph
Devonshire Avatar
September 24, 2010 at 4:23 PM
It's so devastating to have no remains of a loved one who served our country, Larry. How do they know someone was killed in action if they can't find the body? The families of those missing in action cling to hope for years, sometimes throughout their lives, that their loved lones will return. Very powerful poem. Love, Carolyn
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September 24, 2010 at 12:40 PM
very touching write...hard to stomach though...hope no wifes have to bury an empty box.
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