As he walks with a gun in his hand.
For America he will always stand.
He tells his family not to cry.
All he thinks about is will i die.
He's ready not scared at all.
Then a gun shot but hes still tall.
He promised his family he would stay strong.
He hopes that in the marines nothing goes wrong.
Then 2 years later they're at his grave.
For America his life was gave.
At his grave they placed a dove.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF HIS LIFE AND LOVE.
I wrote this poem in memory of all the loved ones that were lost :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This was another good effort. nicely done Shastina.