RPhalan

waiting in the rain they sat all day hoping it would end wanting their distress to send some kind of S.O.S sign to their loved ones minds not to give up and forget to always stand behind, not to fret to pray for safety to pray for health to pray for enemies not to be stelth they want to see the ones they love they cry out,”oh God see us from above..” “protect us through this bitter cold night.. and keep us til the morning light”

seeing and hearing bombs set off left and right unnoticed among all the loud noises that go off all night no matter the weather rain or shine it never eases up especially on the front line life is horrible, cold, and weary if only a soldier wouldnt be as dreary all they dream about is relaxing calm days without a sorrowful thought and dead friends that lay in the ground reminding soldiers everyday why they are fighting, is all they can think because war scarred their minds and they cant blink its all something that will forever lay never to be washed away