Poem By Marisela Cano
He is the strong, he is the brave.
He is what we cant be.
He seen things we will never would want see.
He has cried in silent for those who have died next to him.
His eyes tell his story.
His stare shows no fear,
His walk shows pride,
His worn out uniform shows the hard work,
he is strong and full of honor,
and I am proud to be a daughter to one of them,
One day I will be one of the proud but for now I will look at him with admiration