Okay to go

It's okay to go

She whispered in her mother's ear

Mom had been holding on for so long

Not sure why

She was in pain

Great pain

And we all knew it

Laying next to her

Her daughter

The one who made all the trips

Ran down to the house for Mom and Dad

Pausing her life when they needed

She was tired, too

Not tired of her mother

Just tired of the chaos and running

Stop and start of her life

But mostly

Far and away

She was tired

So tired of seeing her mother lay there and slowly die

But not

Holding on for some reason

Maybe she wasn't sure if her child

Her children were ready themselves

So she lay there

Breathing

Sometimes not much more

And then her daughter lay next to her

And told her

It's okay

It's okay Mom

Go home

And she did

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Tears

He wiped away her tears

Not telling to stop crying

Only making room for more

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Counted stars

When she kissed him

He lost count of the stars

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Music

She is music to my eyes

Art to my ears

The air to my touch

And

Everything to my heart

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Too many words

Sometimes words are too much

Sometimes a smile

A touch

A wink

A simple gesture

A change in body language

Can say I love you

More than all the words in a dictionary 

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Soldiers, we died

We died

On rocks and dirt

In forests green

We died

In deserts and snowy fields 

Open plains

We died

On beaches and in their surf

On roads to nowhere

We died

Facing death or running from it

In unknowing silence

We died

Some as heroes, a few cowards and some not knowing 

But all of us men

We died 

Sent to wars far from home

We all mattered

We died

But not for our leaders

Our presidents or kings or queens

Not for money or glory

We died

In the end

At our end

We died

Not even for those at home

But for those at our sides

We died

As we looked around and saw our brothers

Running forward 

And those hidden silently from the storm of battle

We died 

For the wounded we could not leave

For the dead we would not save

For, sometimes, no reason at all

We died 

And we only ask of our country

Of our people 

One thing

Remember 

So that you would not

We died 

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Oh, but...

Oh, but she has a heart 

And it is beautiful

She has a soul

And it flies

She has love

And it overwhelms 

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