Just Like Mom....

I always dreams of wearing
the same uniform as mom
and dad. As I lay here see
dad's face as the tears fall
down, seeing me in uniform
going to war just like mom
did. I can still hear dad say
'You make me proud son, if
your mom was here she would
just as proud of you. You come
back to me. I love you son'.
I can't help to wonder if he is
still going to be proud of me.
I know I'm going to be coming
back to him, but it will be the
same way mom came back to us
2 years ago. I hope my wife- to- be
will tell our unborn child that his
daddy died, while protecting his
country. At this moment they are
reading the note that I left for them.
I'm sorry I didn't come back the
way I promised I would. But in
my parents' footsteps I wanted
to walk in. And in my mom's
footsteps I ended up dying in...