Why Try?

the last letter

A tear ran down her cheek

As she read the words he wrote

His dad sat at the table

With a lump in his throat

The letter was stained

With blood mixed of sand

It was a letter

From their son in a far off land

The letter said mom the pain I can not stand

From the shrapnel that ripped though this young man

I feel the pain so badly

It makes me scream and cry

I know I will not see you

I know that I will die

So I just wanted to say

Before God calls me home

Don't worry about me anymore

No I am not alone

I know that there will be days

That you both set and cry

I know there will be days

That you wonder why

The reason is mom

This is what I signed up to do

So that our country can stay Free and True

Well I will go now

Things are starting to fade

No I am not alone mom nor am I afraid

But before god calls me home there is something

I must say

I thought of you all each and every day

The medic he is trying to keep me a live and ease my pain

But I must go now

It is time God he says so

I love you all and miss you

This is the last letter

The last one I have wrote.