Free Cee What Happened To the Other One

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHER ONE?

“so tell me daddy, why do you only have one arm?”
a query posed by seven year old charm
a daughter in crinoline who daddy won't let come to harm
and when daddy held daughter in his one arm it brought about calm

it was a long story to tell
about entering and exiting hell
there were intricacies to recall
and they all hang on his memory's wall

he thought long and hard about what to say
she hadn't ever asked until that day
she was so pink, so perky and pretty
but the last thing he wanted was his little girl's pity

well honey, he stammered and began his tale
in one part of the story we win, the other we fail
we were all doing what we were called upon to do
a hundred and ten men thrown into the jungle without even a clue

no one had any idea why we were the only ones there
we all hoped there was some help coming from somewhere
but none ever came even as we ran out of ammunition
and surviving that battle became our ambient ambition

but we were all alone and bullets were flying
and when I say I was scared, sweetie, i'm not lying
so you ask why I have one arm and it's because our enemy was strategically strong
and we were in the midst of war in a place where we didn't belong
       © 2012....copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
DEDICATED TO ALL THE MEN WHO DID WHAT I WAS TOO MUCH OF A COWARD TO DO!
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Williams Avatar
January 13, 2013 at 3:09 AM
Jeffry great lines but I love the tribute even more...David
Squyres Avatar
January 12, 2013 at 9:27 PM
A touching tale you've shared here. My thanks to all the men and women who serve.
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