Far Away
by Mike Adams
Oh far away is home from this land of sunshine and jungles thick. I dream of it on nights I can, of
home and the times we spent.
Oh how young we were once, and the things we did in springtime air, to see you once again, to rest my head once
more in your lap, to smell your hair once again, to know your caress once again, but instead all I know is duty and
honor and country, but for what?
Who can know me like you do, oh dear lady love. My friends here know me well, for I have saved them, and they
have saved me many times… But not as you do. Thru thick and thin I do travel
with them and we know our calls, to hear the copters sweet song while bullets buzz by, to know the call for them
is close, and danger is so real, death is our companion, our lover and our friend.
To know her is to love her, but in that love is the quandary, for she demands a heavy toll, of life and sometimes
love. So I sit here in this place so far from you, and dream of you one last time, as my other lady creeps onto me,
dulling my sight, and mind, until all I feel is a strange cold in such a hot and damp place, so far from you my love,
I hear her call, of deaths sweet embrace. I feel her loving caress, so sweet but final, like a spring days ending.
Oh, to feel your hair, and knows its scent one last time, but that is not
to be, for in my end, I have one thought of you, and the friends that I save this day, for I know I shall not see you
again my lady love, other than in the words of my friends of this day, this final day,
for I know them well, for they shall tell you of my last day, and last words were of you my lady dear, so far and so
close to me, I reach for you, but cannot raise my hands for they are gone away, my feet
cannot move, my heart is slowing, and my brain is numb. I gasp from lungs gone for you my lady love and know
your memories will lead me to a better place.
Of this I know, I loved you then, and love you now and for an eternity I shall love you still. I thank you for the
times and love, I have had from you, and the love I give to you, please do not cry, for it makes your mascara run,
and you look so sad and then so funny, like a poor clown, it makes me grin too and happy to have seen you in my
mind’s eye once again..
I shall see you again my dear, on judgment day, for nothing can keep me from your side on that day. My last words
to you from your soldier far away.
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