Driving Home

Driving Home

A sunny day

Little traffic

Just said goodbye to

my pregnant daughter

I smile to myself

Life is good

Turning the corner

I see

two rows of

men and women

In military uniform

Young, unsmiling

Lined up on either side

of a pathway

outside the cemetery

waiting for their pal to arrive

Another soldier

who didn’t make it home

At the same time

on the radio

Cameron is saying

why we should

take military action

in Syria

The sun has gone in

And I’m no longer smiling.

© Andrea Neidle, My Life in Poems

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