The American Soldier.

For Wing.

Elsie, Elsie, ring your bell,

bring here all the boys.

Summon back the ones who died

from where they were deployed.

Bandage up their arms and legs,

Take away their fears.

Erase the flashbacks in their minds

that always re-appear.

Tell them it was just a dream,

The bloody fields are dry.

Pretend you never heard of war

in case they wonder why.

Don't forget the oceans blue,

there you'll find our men ~

The ones who flew or sailed the ships

that never rose again. ~

When at last they've all come home

and no more tears are shed,

Elsie, they'll be no more taps,

ring your bell instead.

Author's Note

Written around 15 years ago. I was applauded by a veteran who tragically lost his life in a car accident two weeks after reading it.

"Second Lieutenant Elsie Ott was the first woman to receive the United States Air Medal. She was awarded this medal in recognition of her heroism in determining a way to evacuate the wounded from the front line." Wikipedia. I used her name as inspiration.

Reviews

[Wanda Vergara-Yates]

Tears. I had been debating whether to post a certain other poem so soon after He Stands. Now that I read this, I must. So beautiful. Worthy of the applause. Nicely paced, consistent flow. Has a beginning and end. Perfect illustration that alone brings tears for me. Not everyone understands what that illustration means.

[Wanda Vergara-Yates]

and am humbled by the dedication. My son would probably deny his worthiness because - well - good soldiers redirect you to those they believe are the true heroes.

[Relic]

Thank you and your son for your service, Wing. And thanks for the touching review.