They are our protectors.
They are our friends.
They go to all those countries to keep us safe.
Some can't come back.
Even when their gone... we will never forget them.
They are our family.
We will miss them always and keep them in our heart,
And they will be remembered forever.
They have like five different specialties such as Combat Arms, Air Combat, Combat Logistics, Computers/Communications/Intelligence, and Marine Reserve.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem