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My brother, the soldier

 
Hey girls! Here's an incredibly touching poem written by a GL reader. What  do you think?
 
"My brother, the soldier"

I don’t get it.

He says I don’t have to

I should just tell him it’s okay

I told him I didn’t want to lie.

He stood up and put his hands on his hips

He walked in slow circles

Frustration showing in his tense fingers

He looked older than seventeen

I told him that.

He laughed

I love when he laughs

I'll miss that

He sat back down on the bed

And put his head in his hands

I couldn’t help asking why

He said ‘cause it wasn’t fair

They shouldn’t be able to get away with what they did

And he thought he would look nice in uniform

That made me laugh

I wish it hadn’t.

‘Cause he thought that made it okay

He hit my shoulder like he always did

I'd miss that too

I just didn’t know why it had to be him

Why he had to fight for everyone here

When most of them didn’t even know

The sacrifice he was making

The sacrifice I was making

Maybe that’s why I was so pissed

‘Cause he got to go off and do something great for our country

And I was stuck here missing him.

Sorta worried for his life

Scared I might not see him again

Well alive anyway

Then I remembered he was there

Watching me

I hadn’t cried about it yet

And I didn’t plan on him seeing me finally start

But I guess I didn’t plan on him joining the army either

And maybe that’s why I just couldn’t hold it in any longer

I looked down when my eyes started to water

He lifted my chin with one finger

And the tears spilled over

I think that spoke louder than any words I could say

So I got up

Went to my room

And sat with my back to the door

Until I heard him come sit on the other side

I don’t know if he heard me whisper thanks

But he asked if he had told me yet

That I would be the person he would miss the most.
 

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BY GL READER ON 12/5/2010 7:00:00 AM

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