You’re way too young at 21
To be leaving us
But we know you have to go.
It’s not what you want
Or what we want
But now we say good-bye.
Looking into your eyes
They are dark and sad
You smile no longer on your face
Everyone standing
With disbelief
As they look at the people around them
Mothers, Sisters, Daughters
Fathers, Brothers, and Sons
Wave their yellow ribbons
To support their loved ones
We stand and watch
As you salute your flag
Tears rolling down our cheeks
My little brother
Going off to war
This can’t be happening.
If only things
Were different in Iraq
Then we wouldn’t be so scared.
He looks back at us
His saddened family
That seems to be breaking away
We pray you come home
Fast and safe
As we watch you march away.
