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
My Life in Poems 