MY HERO
Holding hands walking in the park
caught up in our conversation
didn't even realize it was dark.
Sharing stories of what life may bring,
and our wedding day, what songs
we want them to sing.
It would've been perfect
in every way,
but you were in the military
and were called away.
I remember when I watched you pack
though I didn't want to beleive it,
I knew there was a chance
you may not be coming back.
As you boarded the ship,
I waved from the pier
though I tried not to cry
I wiped back a tear.
I knew you'd be coming back
so I watched all the clocks
as time passed it got easier
til the chaplain came by and
told me your convoy was hit
they found your body with your
gun in your hands, face down in the rocks.
When they bring you home
I'll have your uniform pressed
with all your medals, ribbons
and name tag, and with pride
I'll thank the Honor Guard
when they present me with
your folded flag.