Young men go to war like the one in Iraq
Some return lifeless when they come back
Such a young man was Andy; he was only twenty
On his computer was a letter that said plenty
It was not sent, it was to be read only if he did not survive
He prayed, but he was not certain he would come home alive
In his letter to everyone, he thanked them immensely
For being a friend and caring about him so intensely
For a man who was not long ago a student in high school
He gave a testimony, that for us, should be a learning tool
Be thankful for the precious moments of your life
Even those you thought were occupied with strife
Looking into the eyes of death, he thought about his eternal soul
He knew there was a possibility that he would not return whole
He praised God and was grateful for wonderful people he knew
Heaven is where they’ll meet with friendships to renew
After reading this poem, be sure to read Jessica's poem, A Mother's Fear.
Thanks, your letter makes us think again of the real tragedy of war.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fpr those of us who never have and never will experience this horribly sad tragedy that is happening over and over and over, we still can imagine the pain but not understand how anyone can get through this....Such a great sacrifice to keep those of us at home safe.Truly they are Angels in heaven at the moment of death...so sad, this is just so very sad........hugs, marci.xo~~