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Stand.
Watching you leave was hard
But missing you was harder
I didn’t know anything else
Just that life was about to change
And it was a constant reminder
A five year old girl with no one but her mother
Her dad overseas fighting for this country
A time of sadness and dread
And prayers that he would still be alive tomorrow
Staying up all night in agonizing sorrow
Hoping and waiting she could see him in the car home
Dreaming of a life with no worry or fear
Feeling nothing but joy not ever shedding a tear
It aches her to know there's people out there
Who simply couldn’t care
And that just doesn't seem fair
Those who would never stand for the flag he once fought for
All they see is a man in uniform who is worn and torn
And in that moment they completely shut the door
It sends pain through the body of the young girl who is now grown
Knowing she lived life without her dad
And lived life in constant stress and pain
Just for people to bury the burden of those who fought
Throw them away like an out of date mascot
Careless and cruel
Not caring about anything but the lase on their shoe
Hear me or not I do not care
Just please for that little girl out there
Stand for the wounded stand for them all
Red spilling out all because of the fall
Stand for the bride dressed in all bright white
Stand for the little girl with the big blue eyes
Stand for the country and please do not surmise
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This poem is based on what I experienced as a young girl. My dad was in the military and it was very hard for me. I wanted to write this poem in hopes other young people who went through this can relate.