Soldier

I was that which others did not want to be.

I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do.

I asked nothing from those who gave nothing, and reluctantly accepted the thought of eternal loneliness…should I fail.

I have seen the face of terror; felt the stinging cold of fear; and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moment’s love.

I have cried, pained, and hoped… but most of all, I have lived times others would say were best forgotten.

At least someday I will be able to say that I was proud of what I was… a solder.

George L. Skypeck

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