Chantel Braatz

Rookie (August 6th 1990 / Hutchinson)

Soldier Dad - Poem by Chantel Braatz

Sadness in my everyday life,
knowing he wont come back.
Off to save the world,
he is such a hero.
Ma and me at home
looking at old pictures
of us together.
We looked so happy like a
perfect family that never has any problems,
all of us sitting together with a big smile
on our faces, with dorky outfits on.
A shotgun blows in the distance
with a pile of smoke in the air.
The bullets dropping on the ground
over coming the gun fire.
My dad is holding the shotgun
shooting another man for his country.
Protecting us and the world
from evil.
With a smile on his face
puts a smile on mine.
He wrote us a letter to let us know he loves
me and ma very much and that he has great news
he is coming home soon; he will be on leave for
two weeks.-
Tomorrow my daddy is
coming home. I’m so happy.-
Knock on the door,
There’s a bunch of army people here.
Carrying my daddies belongings,
they tell us my dad is dead-
my ma drops to the floor
crying her eyes out.-
Today’s my daddies’ funeral,
thousands of people attended
seeing my dad in a coffin for the first
time in months and he’s
dead-
Sadness and pain is in my families’ everyday life.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 15, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 15, 2011


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