It was well after midnight
Something didn't seem right
Recalling the farewell kiss
It was nice to reminisce
She was raised in the bible belt
So near the window she knelt
And gazed at the quarter moon
He had been gone since June
Closed her eyes and began to pray
For her soldier, half a world away
There, it was early afternoon
Wished he would call her soon
The baby is due in a few days
For this, she gave the Lord praise
He had picked a name for their boy
Before he got called to deploy
The medevac was coming in hot
To get her hero who had been shot
His buddies tried to stop the bleeding
As the world around him was receding
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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