I Became A Soldier

My Dad wrote this poem and read it as part of the Memorial Day program on May 28, 2007. The event takes place at the Vietnam Veterans Memorial at the St. Paul capitol building grounds. He belongs to Chapter 470 Anoka County Vietnam Veterans of America, who sponsor this annual program. He wrote one last year too, here is the link. My dad has really blossomed into quite the poet since my Mom's passing.

I Became A Soldier
I became a soldier, when my Nation first called.
The task at hand was divisive for all.

Some were drafted, others volunteered.
No matter the reason, at times we all feared.

Ordinary young people from city and farm.
Quickly changed to soldiers, often subjected to harm.

They sent us to places, with names hard to say.
Back in "the world", our families would pray.

We didn't have Email, nor cell phones at all.
The best part of resupply was always mail-call.

We read all your letters, and kept them at hand.
On dark lonely nights, we read them again.

We liked all the photos and goodies from home.
They helped us remember we were never alone.

You were always with us, though not by our side.
Our purpose was noble, full of honor and pride.

For freedom and justice are the values we all know.
But another generation now fights to keep it so.

Yes, I became a soldier, when my Nation first called.
We all gave some.....Remember those who gave all.

Rod Pullis
©May 2007