Sombody's Soldier Poem by Nikita Poffley

The thoughts of you are in my head, like the blood in my veins.
They each go through my body, bringing back memories that hurt.
I can see your face and it brings tears to my eyes.
I never got the chance to tell you how much you mean to me.
You died before I could kiss your hand goodbye.
You were somebody’s son, somebody’s brother.
You were somebody’s soldier.

Even though you’re gone, your team can feel you guiding them.
They feel your heart beat with them.
They came with you on the plane ride back, and they thank you.
If it wasn’t for you they’d be joining you, but you saved them.
You’re the one who sacrificed everything to keep them alive.
You were somebody’s general, you were somebody’s captain.
You were somebody’s soldier.

Everyone is gathering around to bid you goodbye forever.
Tears streaming down their faces, and down mine.
They’re sad that they have to say goodbye, and so am I.
It’s hard to say that you’re never coming home.
You were somebody’s husband, somebody’s father.
You were somebody’s soldier.

Everyday after school, I will come and visit you.
I know that I will never see you again.
I know that I will never be able to hug you once more.
I’ve wished so many times for this to be a dream, but I know that it isn’t.
You were somebody’s best friend, somebody’s neighbour.
You were somebody’s soldier.

A million words can’t bring you back, I know because I’ve tried.
Neither would a million tears, I know because I’ve cried.
You were somebody’s hero, somebody’s idol.
You were my soldier.