Soldier Poem by Claire Abbott

A coffin sat before me,
enclosing the body of a young soldier.
His life cut down in his prime.
Ten friends dead in such little time.

Young soldier my friend,
Why did you have to die?
A life taken in a war far from home,
I hope you didn't feel too alone?

Now you lay here,
Your time on earth is through,
God has called you up above,
He has a job for you, as an angel spreading love.

Too important for earth,
Full of everything good
Too precious to keep,
Sleep brave soldier, you earned it, sleep.