I wonder I worry
What is the army feeding you?
Is it enough & the right type
I wonder I worry
As you sleep in sleeping bags on the ground
with noise all around
I wonder I worry
Through the long training and walking (and such heavy boots)
do your feet get enough air or will you get a fungus
I wonder I worry
Will you be ready: will you be fast enough
if something happens
I wonder I worry
Can you fire your gun and take another’s life
when your own’s in danger
I daven with tears
That’s my job
to take all that feeling the wild emotions and
fight for you UP THERE while you are fighting down here.
Except when I can’t
numb & blocked
so tired of wondering and worrying
Until I remind myself Who wonders and worries for
the mother of 4 soldiers.
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