To the Soldier in a Faraway Land

Just a small poem I wrote to my brother while he was in Iraq.

To the Soldier in a Faraway Land
By.
Jeff S. Moffett

I had a dream of you clad in tan with a gun in your hand.
You have seen sorrow in the eyes of your enemies and in yourself.
Missing your friends and family for they are part of your soul.
You fear that every day might be your last but in your heart, you know you will go on.
You think that no one misses you but that is wrong they feel uncomfortable when your not there.
They say on the air that you fight for your country but in reality, you fight for your family and friends so they can live in peace without despair.
So keep fighting with the fear and sorrow in your eyes for underneath all that there is hope that will never fade so you can be with your family and friends again.