“I discovered this poem…awhile ago. I believe it touches the soul of women everywhere. What great courage it takes for a woman to willing go into battle. The scope of war for her so unique.”
Day after day they ask me
“Why do you go away?
What makes you leave your family?
I think that you should stay.
My child who’s standing at the door
Clutching Daddy’s hand so
Pleads again with choking voice
“Mommy, please don’t go.”
For me, I must answer them,
I need for them to know.
It is not for fame or glory
Or riches that I go.
I go for each of you,
For all that have a son,
For all that have a daughter
Or a special loved one.
I go that when they hurt,
Or harm’s bullet has settled deep
Someone will be there for them,
To ease them as they sleep
I go to hold them as they die,
In some deserted place
To listen to their last goodbye
And still their troubled face.
I go because you can not go
And hold them when in fear
And soothe the troubled brow
As they cry for home so dear.
So when you see me pack my bags
And leave for lands so far away,
It is not hardness of the heart
Or mother’s conscience gone astray
Its for love of country, freedom,
Duty and honor too,
But most of all I go
To bring them back to you.
Capt. Cheryl Lockhart, USAFR, NC 914th Aeromedical Evacuation Squadron