A Military Child

There is something very special about a Military Child.

Something that comforts and carries through this life of trial.

There is a strength found within them born from the love of a Father who serves.

A quiet patience breathed inside them born of a Mother who loves through hurt.

There is a goodness prior given, an innocence meant to protect.

There is a pride, a joy, a longing for a Freedom one must ne’er reject.

There is something very special about a Military Child’s hands

That wait outstretched and empty while Daddy fights in foreign lands.

There is something very precious in the touch of these daughters and sons

Who unknowingly bring comfort to others who wait til’ mission’s done.

There is something much too deep in the eyes of the children they must leave

There is a needing and a sadness, a cry for understanding as they grieve.

There is something too unnoticed in the children of those who give

They hold keys to bringing joy, to making the hardest moments, thriving moments we can live.

There is something beyond special about these children’s tiny arms

Who hug heroes into battles and know little of guns and bombs.

There is something far too sweet in the little voices of the children

Who heartfully sing the anthems, cover their hearts, and pledge their allegiance.

There is something left unspoken when they see that he’s come home

A beauty far too precious, far too deep to feel alone.

There is something that moves the heart about these smallest tears

The ones that roll down their cheeks when they finally see that he is here.

There is something very special about a Military Child

A world of strength and joy and pride held within their tear-filled smiles. 

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Written By: Megan Kratochvil Williams 

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