The poems I've written...

Date written: 4/10/11

The life of a Military Wife....

You sit and wait in your daily life for

your soldier to come to his wife.

You long to see his face, his smile

that holds your heart in place.

You wonder how much longer

this has to be the separation from

my soul mate will be.

A military wife's job is never done and

at times it's certainly not fun.

You must stand strong and you cannot fall 

because your soldier needs you by his side.

He whispers to you,

"just a little longer my love and the job will be done".

So you put your loneliness aside an wait for the

day to come when a soldier he will no longer be

and the job is done.

Date written: Feb. 14, 2011 on Valentine's Day

SO PROUD...

 

Each day I awake Proud to be your wife,

with a smile on my face that

no one can erase.

I sit and watch you dress for your daily job.

Uniform perfectly straight down to

your boot lace.

As you stand there my heart runs a race

with pride. So proud of this man of mine.

I'm so blessed to call you my husband , and my friend.

But most importantly you are a soldier who defends.

You stand tall and protect one an all.

An honorable man you are to me.

I know sometimes it seems to tuff .

An that's when I come stand by your side ,and

whisper in your ear I love you John and do not fear.

We are together until the end,

The love of my life , My Husband, My Friend,

But most importantly a soldier to the End....

Date Written: March 25,2011

The Loneliness of an Army Wife...

The days are long an very tiring at most.

It's never time to be close. I'm an Army wife you see

that's why sometimes it only me.

I sit and wait for my soldier to come home or

wait for the phone to ring so you can hear

his voice once more.

The days are long and the nights are tuff.

The loneliness you feel inside all you want to do is cry.

It's hard at time to be strong and stand by his side.

But that's my job you see,

I'm an Army Wife an that will always be.

So I sit and wait for this war to end , Then you

will be all mine once again.



To my wonderful Soldier.
SSG. John D. Skinner