To you American’s that have that right. Read this and understand your right.

You take a warm shower to help you wake up. A Soldier goes days or weeks without running water.

You complain of a "headache", and call in sick. A Soldier gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.

You put on your anti war/don’t support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends. A Soldier still fights for your right to wear that shirt.

You make sure you’re cell phone is in your pocket. A Soldier clutches the cross hanging on their chain next to their dog tags.

You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren’t with you. A Soldier knows they may not see some of his buddies again.

You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls. A Soldier patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.

You complain about how hot it is. A Soldier wears their heavy gear, not daring to take off their helmet to wipe their brow.

You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong. A Soldier doesn’t get to eat today.

Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes. A  Soldier wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure their weapons are clean.

You go to the mall and get your hair redone. A Soldier doesn’t have time to brush their teeth today.

You’re angry because your class ran 5 minutes over. A Soldier’s told they will be held over an extra 2 months.

You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight. A Soldier waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.

You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday. A Soldier holds their letter close and smells his love’s perfume.

You roll your eyes as a baby cries. A Soldier gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they’ll ever meet.

You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything. A Soldier sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why they is fighting.

You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of people like them. A Soldier hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.

You see only what the media wants you to see. A Soldier sees the broken bodies lying around him.

You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don’t. A Soldier does exactly what they is told even if it puts their life in danger.

You stay at home and watch TV. A Soldier takes whatever time they are given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.

You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable. A Soldier tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.

My oldest daughter ships out August 11th to stand her duty to ensure your rights. Please share this with anyone you care about being FREE!

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Forgotton Fighter

"In World War II" he whispered,
"I was wounded by a blast."
As he began his story,
Reminiscing of his past.

"I was just a boy back then,
I lied about my age.
To get into the army
And fight for the USA

I love this country very much,
It’s still the very best.
And I would fight, to keep it free,
And, safe from foreign pest.

We won that war, and I came home,
My wounds had healed enough,
To re-enlist, with other men.
The army made us tough.

Then a little flare up,
In Korea called us out.
A threat against our freedom,
Spreading fear without a doubt.

There I caught a bullet,
When I tried to save a friend.
Another wound, for Uncle Sam,
They sent me home to mend."

"Soldier, have you had enough?"
My sergeant said to me.
"Or, do you want another tour,
If ever there’s to be.

We would train and fight again,
If ever it need be,
Because we loved America,
We’ll fight to keep it free."

"It didn’t take too long.
Before my boys were off again.
We were shipped off to a war,
We thought would never end.

I didn’t understand it much,
If it was wrong or right.
But I was a US soldier,
And my country said "Go Fight"

I never questioned orders,
That were sent from up above.
I did it for America,
The country, that I love.

I fought to keep my country safe,
Again, in Vietnam.
Then, wounded I came home again,
A victim of napalm.

My fighting days were over now,
And, I had given all.
But, some had given more than me,
Their names are on a wall.

I am now, well up in years,
A soldier old and worn.
I could only sit and pray,
As, I watched Desert Storm.

So proud of our boys over there,
Who stand for what is right.
Freedom is the battle cry,
The reason why they fight.

Young soldiers fight for liberty,
Protecting freedom’s bliss.
Old soldiers dream of bygone days,
While fighting loneliness.

We were heroes in our day,"
He said, and then he sighed.
"Forgotten in some V. A. home,
And all my friends, have died.

I never ask for anything,
Just wanted to live free.
But, if you write this story,
There are many just like me.

Who fought to keep our country,
Safe and free from every foe.
Only to come home again,
And have no place to go.

Sadly, when the limelight fails,
Heroes fade away.
Some men fight the silent battles,
Till their dying day.

Please remember what it took,
And what we have to pay
And join with us remembering
On this Memorial Day.

Memorial Day is Special,
It is not just summer’s start.
The reason that we have this day,
Should be etched on your heart.

Lives were lost, and young men died,
To keep this country free.
So take a moment on that day,
To meditate with me.

Remember all those valiant men,
And women who fought for,
The lifestyle that you now enjoy,
Because they went to war.

…Author Unknown

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