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Chris, 'A Soldier's Winter'
7th-Dec-2016 01:00 am
A Soldier’s Winter
What is this cold?
Where is this white
Is this real, or just a fleeting moment of life, of my life
I see no longer the greens and reds,
Where have the autumn leaves gone?
This must be the first signs of a new winter?
I see trees, I see sky, I see clouds,
All winter white,
Can I reach upward to touch the falling flake?
I try but never seem to connect,
And as I lay there staring at the sky
is my body cold ?
As I lay I hope I am not forgotten
But here I am alone.
I close my eyes and try to think of home.
Is this really happening to me?
This isn’t real this is only a dream
I never have felt this way before, cold, weak and exposed, but strangely at ease
With a tear I draw my parting breath
I’m looking down on my body below
I understand now this is winter….this is my winter
By Chris, a soldier serving in Afghanistan
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