Heavy Hearted
A cloudy sky looms
With threat of rain today,
And our American flag
Is being shredded
By the fierce winds
That constantly blow,
A reminder of our soldiers
And how they too
Are being shredded in this
War that no one wants.
Safe and warm within
My little castle on the hill
I can’t help but think
How cold winter will become;
That chill to the bone
They will feel washes over me
As compassion for their
Bearing up stabs my heart.
As each tour ends another
One begins, with funerals
To attend and more young
Soldiers laid to rest with cold
Medals of honor and folded flags
That will wave no more.
The rain is here and like my tears,
Comes in sudden bursts.
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2010
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