I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do. I asked nothing from those who gave nothing and reluctantly accepted the thought of eternal loneliness ... should I fail. I have seen the face of terror; felt the stinging cold of fear; enjoyed the sweet taste of a moment's love. I have cried, pained and hoped ... but, most of all, I have lived the times others would say were best forgotten. At least someday, I will be able to say that I am proud of what I was ... a soldier. |