My brother, the soldier
I don’t get it.
He says I don’t have to
I should just tell him it’s okay
I told him I didn’t want to lie.
He stood up and put his hands on his hips
He walked in slow circles
Frustration showing in his tense fingers
He looked older than seventeen
I told him that.
He laughed
I love when he laughs
I'll miss that
He sat back down on the bed
And put his head in his hands
I couldn’t help asking why
He said ‘cause it wasn’t fair
They shouldn’t be able to get away with what they did
And he thought he would look nice in uniform
That made me laugh
I wish it hadn’t.
‘Cause he thought that made it okay
He hit my shoulder like he always did
I'd miss that too
I just didn’t know why it had to be him
Why he had to fight for everyone here
When most of them didn’t even know
The sacrifice he was making
The sacrifice I was making
Maybe that’s why I was so pissed
‘Cause he got to go off and do something great for our country
And I was stuck here missing him.
Sorta worried for his life
Scared I might not see him again
Well alive anyway
Then I remembered he was there
Watching me
I hadn’t cried about it yet
And I didn’t plan on him seeing me finally start
But I guess I didn’t plan on him joining the army either
And maybe that’s why I just couldn’t hold it in any longer
I looked down when my eyes started to water
He lifted my chin with one finger
And the tears spilled over
I think that spoke louder than any words I could say
So I got up
Went to my room
And sat with my back to the door
Until I heard him come sit on the other side
I don’t know if he heard me whisper thanks
But he asked if he had told me yet
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