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Patty Ritter Poem
I am an American Soldier
In the Special Forces, of woes
My Duty in Iraq, gives me such fear
Yet, I stand in the midst of my Foes
I live and I sleep, on the Battlefield
I dream of my family, back home
I wake up with bullets around me
Open Wounds and many Broken Bones.
They say, that I’m fighting for Freedom
I should stand tall and not cry, with fear
But the pain that I see, all around me
Makes me question the Freedom, we give
For the ones whose Freedom, we’re fighting for
Is not wanted, when we’re Spilling the Blood
So, why do we fight for a freedom?
When it is not welcomed, with the enemies Love.
Yes, I’ll stand and fight for their Freedom
I will still give my Life for their Right
To live in a Land where Freedom should ring
Without Harm, Evil or Plight
I may not have all of the answers
For others to see and accept
I only know that I want to go home
Be at peace with my Duty, Then Rest.
By: Patty Ritter
Copyright © Patty Ritter | Year Posted 2017
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Patty Ritter Poem
She is so gentle, like a feather in Winter
Covering the Creation, like a Blanket of Love
Her touch like a dewdrop, blankets the flowers
Her message of Purity, sounds like a Dove.
She carries a message, like virgins in hiding
That Whispers sweet nothings, into one's ear
Untouched by the stillness, of covering light flames
Her Beauty will linger, till she feels the rain.
She is a Diamond, that glitters in Darkness
She's pure in perfection, with gentle heart songs
She fills up our spirit, with warmth like the sunshine
She sings out our Dreams, like a Bird singing Songs.
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Patty Ritter
Copyright © Patty Ritter | Year Posted 2017
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