September

For Jake April 1982-September 2006

We Still laugh about it

Now and then
All the good times we remember
Telling old stories
Playing your songs
But we never bring up September

 

Sometimes it's hard
To just ignore the shouts
And the horrid things people say
But I remember how
You used to just smile
Saying "It's their American way."

And no matter how bad
It got for you over there
Nothing ever got you down

We tried so hard to cling
To that attitude of yours
The day we laid you in the ground

Most will never really know
Just how much it takes
To protect their freedoms to live
Strangers pay that share
And more sometimes
Giving all that is in them to give

So we'll gather again
And toast a round
Praying your memory will always linger
We'll tell all your old stories
And play your old songs
But we'll never mention September

Author's Note

This is my first poem EVER so I'm sure there's a lot wrong with it. LOL

Reviews

[Desert Rain]

I would have to say it is perfect the way it is and to leave it be. Rhymes, stanzas, lines, and pentameter don't matter or play role in the quality of a piece of writing like this, with subject like it is, when words are coming from where these came from. A tear over here indeed Dakota. A big thank you to you, and Mafia, for your service and sacrifice.

[KurKota]

I like it

[DrD]

First poem or last poem, the quality is undeniable. The work is well organized and ends perfectly as it returns to its introduction. Fine work, thank you.

[melissa]

Awesome poem I love it so much

[Wolfwind]

Poetry comes from the place of heart, soul and memory. It flows as it needs, to carry the topic and emotions for the poet. For others, it becomes a story that they shall see in their own unique way. No poem is ever wrong.
You words bring to life a powerful and meaningful chain of events that many can relate with, being of military background or not.

A very nice piece of craftsmanship!
Aaron

[Chris]

"Semper Fi."

[hmm]

such a sad write, so well expressed.

[Garry E. Lewis]

Very touching, and heartfelt. As a Veteran myself I salute this fallen hero, the brotherhood shared between soldiers is like no other brotherhood I know. A bond so tight that nothing can break it Not even death. I think you did a wondeful job!

[Luke Ritta]

very good poem....keep them coming.

[Misty Blue Eyes]

this is so good. for a day that plagues us and we will always remember what happened in september