The Dealth of a Soldier
It's back that feeling of regret,
that feeling like I wish I could go back,
Or I wish I could have known then,
It doesn't make much sense,
But the 17 days of you in June or July - I'll probably never see you,
And if I did I'd miss you so much more,
Knowing I was seeing your form, your face - those eyes, that freckle,
And I would know that you are but a ghost of that man who once rose to the challenge of me,
The Hero armored wore a Target hat and a Metalica T,
But the hero you call yourself now was the lesser of the two men,
I can't even dream of where he had went,
I wish he was kidnapped and hiding in the dark,
Instead of being surpased and deminished because now the hope is lost,
I've lost the only soldier I've ever known,
I don't know where he is but if this prayer is loud enough to reach him,
If just a sliver of him is left, if this is the last message that you hear - I'm missing my best-friend.
Copyright © Kelli Shaffer | Year Posted 2005
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