Not Just For Men

NOT JUST FOR MEN I was there to do a job I had trained for years to do Standing on the front line I could only think of you Bullets flying round my head Mortars landing near My world was full of noises Your voice all I could hear Asking me to keep safe While serving miles from home With all my men around me Still feeling all alone A soldier takes a hit He is lying on the ground Without a second thought from me His body I surround Keeping him from further hurt Is foremost in my mind I drag him to his safety To the danger I am blind This is what I live for Trained for all my life To be a combat soldier And secondly your WIFE.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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April 24, 2012 at 4:44 AM
You do a good job as a soldier. - Well written. - oxox Anne-Lise
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