Poetry

Seeing him up there standing in full pride,
Dressed in navy colors with his head held up high.
 Marching left and marching right shouting “sir yes sir”,
 My brother is the elite force and I couldn’t be any prouder.
 With our forces he now stands, for our country and our lives.
 
Standing for the pledge no flaw in my stance,
 I don’t just solute the flag also to my brother and his friends.
 I’ll always walk beside him and when separated miles apart,
 The only sound I hear is the beating of his heart.
 Dreaming he’s here close and tight,
 Letting me know everything’s going to be alright.
 Divided by the land and miles of the sea,
  I think of him then shut my eyes and by his side I will be.