Light The Night

I'm going to be in a walk for childhood cancer. I'm trying to get donations and things like that. Just wanted to post the basic stuff :)

His Purple Heart

I will never forget,
That day,
The day they arrived,
Their dress whites blinding in the sun.

The warm summer air,
Suddenly so very cold,
Leaving it hard to breathe,
This can’t be happening.

“Mom!”
The voice sounded so strange,
It had been me, but it didn’t sound like me,
It sounded like someone else.

My heart,
Slammed in my chest,
They were closer now,
But still so far away.

“No”,
Mother’s voice breathed,
She was next to me,
When did she get there?

“Misses Jones?”
He was holding something,
“Yes?”
She sounded hoarse.

“I’m very sorry”,
The rest I didn’t hear,
Blood roared through my ears,
No. God no!

My mother was on the ground,
Crumpled like a limp rag doll,
I could see her sobs,
But I couldn’t hear them.

I knew then what had happened,
He was dead,
My little brother,
He was gone.

I would never,
See his smile again,
Hear his goofy laugh,
Or see his funny dances.

We’ll never have those,
Late night talks,
Those stupid fights,
Or dance like idiots together.

The officer handed her a velvet box,
Inside was a purple heart,
My brother had saved an entire platoon,
He gave his life for them.

The excruciating pain,
My heart was slowly being crushed,
I was dying,
The pain was unbearable.

I watched as the officers retreated,
Back to the black car,
The other had yelled back,
“He was my best friend”.

He was my best friend too,
My mind responded,
He was my best friend too,
And now he’s never coming back home.

All of a sudden,
It was pitch black outside,
Where had the time gone?
Mom and I died a little that day.

He was like a big brother,
Always there for me,
Now he’s gone,
It should have been me.