For Veteran’s Day

2011/November by Marji Laine 2 Comments

My Heroes
By Tricia Goyer

I passed you on the street,
And did not know.
You are my grandparent
My parent,
My uncle, friend
And I did not ask.

I saw weak eyes,
Shaky hands,
Unsure steps.
Not realizing that inside was a warrior’s heart.

Tell me it is not too late, to thank you.
To applaud you.
Tell me it is not too late, to listen.
For your eyes have seen things,
Of soldiers and men.
And those hands,
Fought strong until they grasped freedom’s prize.

Those footsteps, steady and strong,
Once moved forward, facing death.
Realizing the cause was too great,
To stand and do nothing.

I will ask now.
And I will listen.
The warrior’s voice may tremble,
Eyes may tear.
But the stories will not be forgotten.

Tricia Goyer is a homeschooling mom of four and an acclaimed and prolific writer. You can find out more information about Tricia at www.triciagoyer.com

Author: Marji Laine

Marji is a recently "graduated" homeschooling mom whose twin girls have blessed her by sticking around the nest for a little longer. She spends her days directing the children’s music program at her church and working with the authors of Write Integrity Press to put out the best possible version of their books. Raised in suburban Dallas, she got her first taste of writing through the stories of brilliant authors of their day, Mignon Eberhart and Phyllis A. Whitney, and through stage experience. After directing and acting in productions for decades, Marji started writing her own scripts. From that early beginning, she delved into creating scintillating suspense with a side of Texas sassy. She invites readers to unravel their inspiration, seeking a deeper knowledge of the Lord’s Great Mystery that invites us all.