If I Don't Make it Home

If I Don't Make it Home

A Poem by Tom

A Marine's last letter.

The sun is beating down, it's so hot with no respite.
Too much is going on right now, I'm here to make it right.

Sand is in my eyes, and, also in my gun.
Some people think that I'm out here just trying to have fun.

I'm seven thousand four hundred long miles away.
Missing you, there's something that I really gotta say.

It's something that every one of us just needs to do.
So here it goes I'll try to get the words all down for you.

If you are reading this, today did not go well.
It all became chaos, a nightmare straight from hell.

Though everything had turned out bad that's not what this is for.
It is to tell you "I Love You!" And just a few things more.

You've always been that twinkle in my eyes each time I smile.
You've always been that gentle pull when I've been gone a while.

You've been that perfect Soul Mate, a gift from God above.
You're the one who's filled my days with joyfulness and Love.

Please don't think of how I died, but how I lived my life.
How God put us together and made us Man and Wife.

So what I have to tell you now is all so very rough.
Because I feel my life with you just wasn't quite enough.

So Heaven's streets is what I guard and patiently do wait.
For the one that God sent me to walk right through that gate.

© 2017 Tom

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Added on September 17, 2017
Last Updated on September 17, 2017



Fouke, AR

I am an electrician, husband, father, grandfather, Marine, and amateur writer of poetry and short stories. At 54 years old, I have plenty of life experiences to draw upon. more..

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