My Soldier in Iraq

I dreamt last night
Of my fallen soldier
Returning to me
And our family,
Seeming happy
And as well as can be,
But then I woke
To the cruel reality
That his wife and children
He'll never, ever see,
And all the tears I shed
For the wonderful life
We could have had,
Instead of being alone
While his mangled body
Lies under a stone...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz