Fallen

Through the fog He strode,
Covered in ash
and the cloak of a rose
with blissful innocence
And ignorance,
Incomparable to even God's thoughtless grace.

Confidence,
and Happiness
became His senses,
His soul,
His being,
as He floated towards His unheeded angel on the porch of a farm house.
He stares
as His love,
His life,
Was crying, holding what was the helmet of a protector,
Awaiting His return home.

But,
Grief
and Reality
soon enveloped Him.
 And as hollow tears hit the earth beneath Him,
He knew
that He had Fallen
For His love.
For His life.
He smiled in sadness
because he knew
that it was worth it.
 
This is a tribute to all the fallen soldiers that have given their lives for their families, homes, and country.