(Feel free to email me about the Iraq War and yell at me, if you wish. I'll be glad to argue my point.)
I wrote this for the soldier who died in Iraq. He was from New Hampshire. After I saw how many people went to the funeral, and the faces of the family, rent with so much grief... I felt I had to write something. Soon after that, a marine died.
Due to these events, I find myself loathing the Iraq War. You can say what you want to me, but I don't believe it anymore.
The soldier was 19 years old.
Life can be so short
Whisked away before it's done-
but love still lives on.