I thought about you today.
I thought about that time in training when we crashed at your place.
You didn’t even know I was there until I came out of the room.
And with out question, you made me coffee and food
Because you knew that I needed to be on my way.
Couldn’t stay, even forgot to say thanks.
I never saw you again, over the next few weeks we’d miss eachother in passing.
I’d be coming and you’d be going, going to work or classes.
But I remember you taking care of me that day in your dorm,
Disheveled, clothes torn, which was, honestly, the norm.
I never got to see you again. It was an IED, they say.
Patrols around the border of Iraq and Kuwait.
It was sad. I was sad. I was sad that I didn’t
Say thanks or repay you for the time in the kitchen.
Or to get to know you, because you seemed cool,
You could have hung out with the crew from school.
I didn’t know you as well as most, but I remember your sacrifice,
And your life, just as precious as any other life,
I hope it wasn’t given in vain, as I wish for the many that died.
We’ll press on to our goal to do whats right,
Hopefully what we do will coincide
with the principles that you lived by.
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