Photo

 

The Photo

 

 

 

 

He glances at the photo,

          Memories of his home rush back,

                   He misses his family,

                                His brother,

                   His mother,

                                      His father,

           Sister,

                     Knowing that at any moment,

           He may never see them again.

 

He folds his wallet closed,

          Glances at his tags,

                   And picks up his gun,

                             He has gotten the call of duty.