I'll TRAVEL STILL

You know that when I hear
your voice, it takes me far away,
No matter what we speak of,
over the coarse of the day.

Whether it be while we're close,
or after we have parted,
I can't stop the inevitable travel,
of my soul, my mind and heart.

I've taken notes and planted them,
my tears they've watered the soil,
Through my eyes I see the visions,
of the enemies you've managed to foil.

Many times I've stood beside you,
close enough to feel the blasts,
Felt the palm trees shade my face,
then prayed my fear would pass.

I saw the sadness engulf you,
the tears you held at bay,
I heard the sorrow on your breath,
as you labored for words to say.

Your anger spread like fire,
when you saw a good friend fall,
I touched your shoulder, oh so meekly,
while through his blood we crawled.

Your heart it paused to say goodbye,
your fight continued on,
I knew that look, I'd seen it often,
he didn't die alone.

The look on your face told the tale,
of how you hated war,
The weight on your shoulders bore down hard,
like no other time before.

Your body came home, your mind still visits,
all the good men you watched fall,
Through every drop of rain and blood,
you're still faithful to duty's call.

You'll remain a soldier, a patron of freedom,
til the day that you are gone,
Then I'll travel beside you still,
the trip just won't be as long.