What you said... Could not have been better stated. Though we served in different decades, the feelings are shared. You are my brother in arms. Our ancestors served, perhaps even along side each other... Though I miss my father terribly, I thank God he is not here witnessing this. I wrote this a couple of years ago... It is still applicable. I’m doing what I can...
The Gift They Gave Us
They fought and struggled to deliver it.
Some fell along the way.
Some silently recall their journey.
Some lay in silent graves.
We live our lives concerned with time,
Or what we have or haven’t got.
We’ve left their gift to wither away,
Since their hardships we forgot.
But I see the fields of stones and flags,
And a tear comes to my eye.
I hear their voice, they call to me.
They ask the question “Why?”
My son holds my hand and asks me,
“Daddy why are you so sad?”
I swallow hard and say “I’m okay”,
While I straighten the flag for my dad.
I stand up and realize,
The gift, it must be passed on.
I know I must restore it, though,
Before I leave it to my son.
I hear my dad – his voice is loud.
He says “You know what must be done!
Step up and make me proud my boy,
Give FREEDOM to your son!”
Raven6 © 2011
Creagan an Fhithich!!!
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