'The Sarge'

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By: Wayne Brown

His children called him ‘Sarge’

A fitting name as he was a born military man

For so many years before their time, he had been a friend of mine

Through our young years, we charged life’s adventures

I called him ‘Banks’ and for long we moved as one

He taught me to dare, to charge, to push the limits when fear took hold

He helped me find my boldness, my confidence, my spirit

He showed determination in the face of overpowering opposition

Sarge was a lover of guns and he admired those who wore the uniform

He would have willingly led the charge into hell on short notice

But he was an only child and compromised to his parents’ love

His love for them could only be measured by the charges he did not lead

He did serve his country in a long Army career

His comrades saw in him what I did, a born military man

He answered the call every time it came with red, white and blue dedication

Iraq did beckon early on and off he went to serve with pride

His time proudly served in Iraq, he return safely to his kin

But there was no doubt, he would willingly return if the call again did come

Sarge was a soldier, a defender of the rights of all mankind

For his country, he was willing to die

The call did come to return and he dutifully packed to leave

He caught the flight and found his boots back on the sands of Iraq

No sooner he was there than the call came to return

His dear mother had fallen ill and departed life unexpectedly

Sarge came back home to bury his mother and offer his loved ones solace

His call still stood and he expected to return to Iraq again soon

For now he would return to home with his father to comfort and share their loss

But fate stepped in and took them both in a crash out on a dark highway

Now I stand and watch as Sarge’s casket is lowered to its final rest

The guns have fired, crisp salutes executed, and flags are folded into his widow’s lap

My friend has left this life and now fills this spot in the cemetery with father and mother

I stand and stare still in shock and render one final salute to my friend, ‘The Sarge’

(copyright) WBrown2010

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breakfastpop 6 years ago

What a tragic story. I am so sorry to hear of your loss.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

Thank you, Poppy...it has been almost three years now since the accident. The entire family died or was killed in a one week period. I was lucky enough to have a two hour telephone conversation with him before he shipped out for Iraq the second time...it would be our last.


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sheila b. 6 years ago

I'm speechless.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

I hope it's a good "speechless", Sheila!


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garynew 6 years ago from Dallas, TX and Sampran, Thailand

excellent, thank you.


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Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas Author

You are most welcome, Gary...thank you for stopping by and taking the time to read it and comment. WB

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