Writings
ARMY OF ONE - I am an Army Wife
I've noticed in my present job, there is a tiny quirk.
There's no respect at all and its not considered work!
Well, I am here to show you another point of view,
and give you an idea of what I really do!
Here's my job description and to better understand,
it's written in the language of the Army Man.
I'm the IG, complaints come to me.
I am the Medic, I bandage skinned knees.
I'm the Legal Office and the courts-martial, too.
I decide the punishment, how much and on who.
I'm Health: Welfare, inspecting for junk,
and the 1SG checking the bunk.
I'm also Supply, in charge of food, clothes,
housewares, diapers, toys, heaven only knows.
I'm the MP who secures the door,
I'm also the PVT who GI's the floor.
I'm the Mess SGT who cooks all the meals.
I'm TMP in charge of the wheels.
I'm MWR planning all the fun
and I am the Bugler, announcing the "day is done".
I'm the KP who does all the dishes,
I am the DA who hears all your wishes.
I'm the CQ and the Fireguard, too,
there isn't that much that I don't do.
I'm the instructor too, you see,
because what is learned is taught by me.
I'm the Squad Leader who knows his troops well,
sometimes the Drill SGT who really can yell.
I'm the S4, S1, 2, 3,
just about everything must come through me.
Appropriations, taskings, commitments too,
I'm responsible for all we do.
I never go to battle, and AR of some sort,
but you can count on me to bravely guard the fort.
I'm ALWAYS on duty, I never take leave,
no Holidays off, it's hard to believe!
I can never ETS, I signed for life,
my primary MOS is an Army Wife.
For all my devotion, to duty, my LES says "NO PAY DUE"
because I'm not paid in money, but in the words of 'I LOVE YOU'.
I AM AN ARMY WIFE!
-Author unknown
NINE ELEVEN
A voice is calling
Down from the sky
A phone is ringing
To say goodbye
"We may not make it,
I love you all,
We're going to fight them."
Then silence falls.
Two buildings shatter
In plumes of flame
The dust is falling
Like Acid Rain
The buildings tremble
Then tumble down
Raining death
For blocks around
A voice is calling
From far beneath
"I'm still breathing,
Please come find me."
Lift broken steel
And find that man
A silver missle
Has come to rest
Within the circles
Where Eagle nest
A fire bloomed
High on the hill
The walls were burning
They smolder still
But soon the Eagles
Will start to rise
To hunt their prey
Of death and lies
And they'll find them
They can not hide
No coward can
From Eagles' eyes
Yes for a moment
Our world stood still
But we didn't break
We never will
We'll just remember
With pain and pride
This day when hearts
And Eagles cried
-Roberta Fox
MILITARY WIFE
He takes her from the home she knows to lands of which are new
Survival in an unknown place becomes her test of truth.
Her burdens are of many and his tanks sometimes are small.
She keeps her faith through thick and thin and makes the best of all.
She lives with some uncertainty, knows not what dawn may bring,
But he knows nothing stops his girl from doing anything.
Whether star or stripe or bar adorns his collor for his strife,
Nothing means more to a soldier than the one he calls his wife.
-Author unknown
MUSICAL QUOTES
"Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back
to loneliness."
-Maya Angelou
"All the sounds of the earth are like music."
-Oscar Hammerstein
"Where words fail, music speaks."
-Hans Christian Andersen
"There are two golden rules for an orchestra: start together and finish together.
The public doesn't give a damn what goes on in between. "
-Sir Thomas Beecham
"In music one must think with the heart and feel with the brain."
-George Szell
"Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. "
-Red Auerbach
"Music causes us to think eloquently."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Without Music, life would be a mistake."
-Friedrich Nietzsche
"Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life. "
-Ludwig Van Beethoven
"Music is the movement of sound to reach the soul for the education of its virtue. "
-Plato
This one I found on a message board I frequent. It really makes you think.
FAMILY
I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."
We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said good-bye.
But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.
When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
While I lay awake in bed,
a very small voice came to
me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use,
but the children you love,
you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.
Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."
I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
