A veteran who lost her life. Fict. character! Started to rhyme, but falls to free verse. |
She's lying face down On the battle's ground Seeing her friends and foes Dying all around In a different place Not knowing face from face This was the path she chose The war's desolate grace Shouting, bombs, and gun shots Deaths, lost limbs, and blood clots This is the horrible life she knows But this is what freedom costs She feels all alone Prays to God with desperate hope As her eyes comes to a close Wishing she was back at home Two years she was supposed to serve But unfortunate death came that she did not deserve This is everyday, the loss of our beloved heroes Whose families keep their memories preserved The last prayer she uttered Was not for herself, but for others "Dear God, I realize I will die tonight, But please protect my husband and daughter, Every night as they shall slumber." Two week later, her body was recovered, Flown back home, the worst not yet discovered The memorial came, the funeral gone, For this mother and wife She longingly went back home. The headstone above her grave for this hero read: Here lies the body of Diana West September 11, 1980- September, 2001 We will always love you Our daughter, wife, and mother. |