My friend is gone

by | Jun 17, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

My friend is gone
His life has been taken
The roadside IED
That bomb that will never get me!

He went to Iraq
As a private security guard
To provide for a family
He worked so hard

He knew the dangers
And what the job entailed
His duties he would not fail

He was an ex-soldier
A Gordon Highlander
Of which he was proud
And now his soul is way up in the clouds

My friend you are gone
But you will not be forgotten
Through family, friends and comrades
Your memory will survive

So let us remember
The times that was had
When we were all soldiers
And life wasn’t so bad

To a friend

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