Solider boy

The sky is white with surroundings.  The  dry cracked ledges only hold dead trees.The trees have no more live in them for they get no water just blood. The sun hides behind the hills with fear of night, as I look over and pray for light. I peer at the distance below as men with guns have fired. Today is a day were I remember my sins and not to forget those family times, this is serious its not time to laugh and joke around with my son. Its not time to tickle my baby girl and its not time to cook dinner for my wife. But to be honest its actually time to say goodbye.