Monday, May 26, 2014

A Flag Draped Box... Original Poem by Sifu Chris Bouguyon

A Flag Draped Box
Today we honor those carried home in a flag draped box,
with them a foot locker full of memories behind a simple lock;
The stories of their efforts are often left untold,
Leaving us to wonder what secrets they did hold;
Where did you go?
What did you do?
Why did this harm come down on you?
Families are lost, confused and unsure of what comes next,
The one whose never coming home has left an awful mess;
The ones they left behind to carry on for them, 
Are often much to young to truly understand
“When is Mommy coming home? She promised me a dress”
“When is Daddy coming home? I haven’t learned to catch”
These questions are the start of a new reality,
One where loved ones lost, are just a memory.
Let us never forget the pain that runs so deep,
it keeps their children up at night while we so soundly sleep.

For my Brothers and Sisters in Arms who are no longer here to read this, I offer my love, deepest respect and gratitude for your precious gift to me and my family.

LCB 5/26/2014