Charles J. Ingerson

MY REASON

A U.S. soldier plays the oud for some Iraqi childrenEmotions wrought
filling my being
tears then caught
deep within freeing.

Words can’t explain
love understanding
my soul open lain
in a land of sand.

Each memory clear
my child and bride
my reasons dear
nothing could hide.

©Copyright August 19, 2004 by Charles J. Ingerson

Author’s Note: This poem is dedicated to Mark Palmer and all of our forces serving throughout the world