With the Memorial Day weekend upon us, I wanted to dedicate this post to my dear friend, Ted Arnold, who fought in World War II, the Korean War and served several tours in Vietnam. Ted died two years ago and was my friend and hero. I wrote this poem for him and thought you might enjoy it.
My Soldier
He’s my soldier, true and tried.
For our freedom he would have died.
Three wars he fought away from home.
No telling how often he sat alone.
The stories he told with honor and pride
I miss my soldier, true and tried.
A spouse, a dad, a grandpa, too.
He’s brave and strong – one of the few.
The dents and lines that mark his face
Just shows how hard he ran the race.
He told me once not to stop or settle.
Offered wise words, but never did meddle.
This valiant heart; courageous and bold.
When God made him he broke the mold.
We find ourselves in war again.
Sons and daughters, lovers and friends.
May we be tough and lend a hand.
Divided we fall. United we stand.
And then I have my sister’s son.
A brave new soldier and chosen one.
To fight for freedom in lands afar.
A gutsy spirit and rising star.
He’s my soldier, true and tried.
For our freedom he yells the battle cry.
A war he fights far away from home.
No telling how often he sits alone.
The stories he’ll tell with honor and pride.
I miss my soldier, true and tried.
I pray we will all take time to give thanks for the men and women who serve our country.
Some Wisdom for Today: Proverbs 21:17 – He who loves pleasure will become poor; whoever loves wine and oil will never be rich.
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