Veteran's Pride

By Jose G. Acosta
GSMC (SW) United States Navy ret.

Sailed I have many oceans,
above the stormiest of waves.
Visited land with castles tall,
seen the many hues of man.
For twenty years I served my Flag,
with pride and honor too.
But was once at home,
where I saw the price
of what our freedom took.
A veteran from long
forgotten wars, a hero
quiet and proud.
He did not labor
on what freedom cost,
or scars he carried within,
the limb he had lost.
He spoke of pride,
honor,
Flag.
Of the country he did so love.
His eyes did gleam
when night skies flared,
slight twitch from memories past.
Freedom bells glared with sound,
many people cheered.
A silent tear
from a hero fell.
For comrades lost through years.
Smile my friend,
enjoy the night.
For when to bed you go,
know your freedom
shall be in hands,
of heroes laid in rows.

GSMC (SW) Jose G. Acosta USN (Ret)

To read other poems by Jose G. Acosta, visit his website Patriotism Poetry.

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