The Traveler

“He’s a monster,”

They told me.

“He’s dangerous!”

They whisper.

This boy…

He blew into town on a spring breeze.

He says he doesn’t know

Anything.

Who is he?

The golden haired stranger…

Where did he come from?

That village in the mountains…

Why him?

A hero…

Why here?

This quiet town…

Why me?

This strange girl…

Through My Eyes

Every day when I wake up,

I risk my life for the ones I love.

It’s hard sometimes…

To watch my comrades fall…

I pray so often,

I pray I will survive.

The Lord will help me,

So I won’t be so afraid!

I long to see my family:

The small town in Virginia

Where I grew up…

I bet so much has changed.

I fight so hard…

And not just for America,

I’ve my own reasons, as well…

I want to prove to everyone and myself

That I can be strong!

But all I want now,

Is to make it home.