Soldier
on a Doorstep
By Ian Stevens
I'll
never forget that morning,
I'll
never forget that man.
A
soldier sitting on my doorstep,
waiting
out in the cold.
I
remember opening my front door
and
I asked him,
“Would
you like to come inside?
It's
raining out there.”
He
looked back into my eyes and said,
“No
thank you m'am.
I'm
still alive and I couldn't ask for more.
I'm
out here in the dark because I care.
You
can go back with your family
while
I watch over you,
while
I protect you from the dark and cold
and
from all the injustices and evil in the world.
I'll
be here waiting,
I
will come back in when my duty is fulfilled,
when
the war is over,
and
when everyone is safe.
Until
then I'll be out here in the cold
with
the love of my country, family, and friends
keeping
me warm.
So
you can just go on in, I'll be here
serving
and protecting you.
Don't
worry, I'll be home again someday.”
As
I closed the door,
as
I looked at my beautiful kids
and
wonderful, warm house,
I
thought of all the men and women
fighting
for us,
for
our safety,
for
our freedom
risking
their lives because they do care.
They
love their country and the people in it.
oh,
I'll never forget that morning,
I'll
never forget that man.
A
soldier sitting on my doorstep
hoping
that one day,
someday,
He
will be back home.