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Sunday, 27 May 2007
06:55:18 PM (GMT)
This poem is dedicated to "Harris", one of my brother's army buddies, we don't know
exactly how he was killed, but we do know that he died during his second tour in iraq
and that he left his beautiful wife and young child behind

He says i'll be home soon,
don't worry about me, 
i will not meet my doom

See you soon his wife answers,
their baby in her hands,
and away he saunters

Second tour in Iraq,
He writes to his wife, says,
"don't worry honey, i'll be back"

I.E.D's explode left and right,
His HumV bursts into flames,
shining bright in the dark night

terror fills his mind
and as he fears for his life, 
the only thought he has is of his young wife

A great knock on the door,
his wife stares in disbelief as she sees two men from the army
suddenly her mind fills with unmentionable horror

as she opens the door and hears a gruf voice say,
I'm so sorry, Mrs. Harris, may we come in.
She cries uncontrollably as the men say, i'm sorry, but he died yesterday

She begins to morn 
she calls her family members and friends
to warn

them of what has occurred
She hugs her baby 
and her vision is blurred

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xoFallenAngelzxo says:   27 May 2007   524273  
exactly how he was killed, but we do know that he died during his
second tour in
iraq and that he left his beautiful wife and young child behind

He says i'll be home soon,
don't worry about me, 
i will not meet my doom

See you soon his wife answers,
their baby in her hands,
and away he saunters

Second tour in Iraq,
He writes to his wife, says,
"don't worry honey, i'll be back"

I.E.D's explode left and right,
His HumV bursts into flames,
shining bright in the dark night

terror fills his mind
and as he fears for his life, 
the only thought he has is of his young wife

A great knock on the door,
his wife stares in disbelief as she sees two men from the army
suddenly her mind fills with unmentionable horror

as she opens the door and hears a gruf voice say,
I'm so sorry, Mrs. Harris, may we come in.
She cries uncontrollably as the men say, i'm sorry, but he died
yesterday

She begins to morn 
she calls her family members and friends
to warn

them of what has occurred
She hugs her baby
 
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