Life of a Soldier

My Soldier has been away.
I hold it down for mine.

There is a reason to this
rhyme.
Loyal to Love.
Believing in Romantic Fruit.

Wearing his emotions on his
sleeves rubs off on me.
Allowed to love cool with we.

Reaching out to say I Am You.
Stay there. I rep here.
No need. Strength within royalty.

Fighting to maintain the peace.
Fighting to celebrate another
you or me.

In the trenches. Pain comes with
the Joy. A Promise I will never
accept boy. Endure the ups
and downs, the elders built me
to marinate in the love they found!

The battle of hate is beat with compassion.
Now bring me his mommas son....

Nursing our wounds. We be in a
platoon.