How do you say thank you, to humans you’ve never met in this world, and never will?
How do you say thank you to those still on Bunker Hill?
Those still on the beach at Omaha or Normandy?
Those still located around the 38th Parallel.
How do you say thank you to those still in the Mekong Delta?
Those whose last breath came in Kandahar or Mosul?
I don’t have the words to say thank you, to those who paid the ultimate price, that Americans may be born into a free country.
I don’t have the words to say thank you to those who are the reason the United States of America exists and is the greatest country in the history of man.
I don’t have the words.
I believe in God but I am not a religious man. When my time is over on Mother Earth I will have but one request.
That I may join, if only for a moment, those precious souls that gave of their blood so mine could flow freely and without fear.
Just a moment before I am shuttled to wherever I am destined so two words can leave my lips to every individual known as an American Soldier that never returned to their home town, never felt the love and appreciation of Americans while walking in a parade on Veterans Day or the 4th of July.
Never saw their families again.
It isn’t enough and never will be but as long as I am here, I will humbly serve those to the best of my ability whom served us, to the best of theirs.
Please God, bless those, who have blessed us, with so much.