Treasure Island

Ted L Glines

(13 December 1940 (Friday) / Long Beach, California USA)

Guard


Guard
by Ted L Glines

Seeking peace (at last) at home
Emerging from Baghdad killing streets
Ejecting our desert camouflage

Yay! - 39th Brigade Combat Team
Arkansas National Guard (we da best!)

Iraq killed thirty-three of us
Never went home to hugs and dreams

America - Fort Sill - Oklahoma
Ready for home - family - life
Knowing we've given our very best
And thinking 'One Week-End a Month..My Ass! '
Now - after fifteen months of war - we'll
See if peace still lives at home
And - fists raised up - hear us yell
“See ya in Arkansas! ”

Submitted: Sunday, January 11, 2009

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