Christina A. Sharik


“Why don’t you write a book?”
they ask…
these veterans who are faceless,
and sometimes nameless.
If I did it would not
be because I wanted
to be famous.
I’d dedicate the book
to them
who donated a part of themselves for us –
an irreplaceable part of their youth.

I wasn’t “there”
except through some strange osmosis
of having known
some people who spent 12 or 13 months
away from home.
I wasn’t “there”
but my feelings
were some of what I lost
at a painful cost;
some of what I lost
was my own youth –
but some of what I gained
was truth.