A friend of mine posted this poem not long ago because her fiance is going over seas today..
I am a spouse follow me
I am the spouse of an honored MP
... The army is now a hard place to be
This war has gone on for so long you see
We are in a support job just like our soldier you see
Holding the home front so they can be free
To fight the enemy on his home land
For freedom and honor we both do stand
We also are tough and we go to war
But we do it standing on our own shore
Like our soldiers, we fight the enemy
But we’ll do it on our knees talking to Father, Son and Spirit the Three.
We support fellow spouses and others
Being their sisters, friends and mothers
We lean on each other and hold a hand
While together we wait and each day we stand
We feel lonely and oh so sad
Sometimes we even get rip roaring mad
There are days on end where we hunger and thirst
Thinking if we can’t hold our spouses we will burst
The spouse, the mother, the teacher, the nurse
Carrying our supplies along in our purse
We watch the children, we make the beds
We push the B button to get our meds.
We buy the groceries and wash the clothes
While our spouses are out fighting our foes
You don’t want to be where we will be
Guarding the home front waiting for thee
Packages, letters, so many we send
Too many to count that we have penned
The post office people know us by name
It may be our only claim to fame
Just like the two lonely MPs guarding the roads
Their wives are at home carrying their loads
Directing their families and doing what they can
A silent lonely partner making her stand
The war is long, the days come and go
The hours drag by, the minutes are slow
It’s hard when the children hold us and cry
Our eyes mist with tears and we let out a sigh
We answer the phone and rockets we hear
They’re aimed at our spouses and our hearts do fear
It was a close call, they hit the ground near
And down our cheeks run a silent long tear
It eels like we can’t make it one more day
We are down on our knees and to God we pray
Give us the strength to travel this road
To support our spouses and help carry their load
We know our MPs are the firs in and the last out
We could sit there distraught and have a great pout
But instead tall and fill our hearts with pride
We will always be by our MPs side
No one will remember the lonely wife
Who gave of herself and her family’s life
Who held the home front so our country’s free
But that’s our job supporting our MP.
and it make me think back to when i was alot younger waking up early to go see my dad off, i remember hugging him tightly all of us crying... it also made me think about how much of a hero i used to view my dad as.. He may not be a super hero and he may not have ended a war or made a dramatical difference in america but he doesn't need to in my opinion.. no one in the military needs to, they go across seas not knowing if they'll return to their loved, to be able to hold them again and watch them grow old.. But they go and fight even knowing that in hopes that one day there can be peace. Our soldiers don't get the respect they deserve.. They deserve more than we can ever offer them..
This isnt just to my dad but to every soldier and Military family member out there... Our soldiers are not super hero's but they are our hero's hold them close and love them as best you know how they deserve the best.