THE BLOWING LEAVES
She gazes at the autumn leaves that blow
across the grass,
Thinking to herself and hoping that this
fear will pass.
Autumn was the time of year that they both
But this year was so different now that
he had been deployed.
He would serve his country in the way that
it seemed fit.
He received his orders and he had to follow
Off into a foreign country far away from
While she sits here thinking of him she
is all alone.
Holidays are coming quickly but it doesn't
Thinking she will not be with him only makes
For many years the holidays were filled
Never did she think that there would be
one such as this.
Our country called him to fulfill his patriotic
And he stood ready anytime our country was
She had cried and felt afraid when the orders
But she knew as well as he that nothing
stays the same.
Freedom always has a price and sometimes
we must fight,
To guarantee the people in our country keep
Brave souls in our country always met the
Now the time has come and now the challenge
will be his.
She thinks of the expression on his face
when he found out,
Excitement mixed with sad emotions but there
was no doubt.
He was ready and determined to protect his
Even if it meant that he would leave her
She sees the leaves again as they go blowing
in the wind,
Smiling as she thinks of something spoken
by a friend.
The words come back because the friend had
said he was a gem,
Our country is so great because of people
just like him.
Men and women standing strong to make this
Going forth when called so they can seal
this country's fate.
Going forth for family and going forth for
Never ever wavering when they have heard
So as she sits and thinks of him and those
that got their call,
Spending holidays alone seems very very
She knows that she will miss him when the
holidays are here,
She also knows she won't get through without
shedding a tear.
So as she sees the leaves that blow and rearrange
She knows that life is like the leaves now
blowing in the wind.
She knows there must be winter first and
that's not far away,
But springtime and our faithful ones will
both return someday.
So now she's had her little cry and she can
dry her eyes,
She always feels much better for it every
time she cries.
Now the holidays can come and she will do
To celebrate with loving friends and family
like the rest.
That's just what he would have her do and
not change anything,
Just enjoy the holidays and all that they
We have the right to celebrate in joyous
They guarantee that right for us and that
is why they went.
"THE BLOWING LEAVES"
© 2001 James A. Kisner
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