Marine Poems 4
He is packing all his bags now, It's so painful to have to see, Just take a deep breath, Because its not just hurting me, It's also breaking his heart, This is showing in his eyes, Just take a deep breath, And stand closely by his side. But we're running out of time now, Still "I love you's" left to say, Just take a deep breath, For goodbye is on its way. I am feeling really queasy, With my tears it's bound to show, Just take a deep breath, It is time for him to go. Inside I am feeling panic, My soul wants him to stay, Just take a deep breath, And watch him walk away. My heart has gone with him now, To support through good intentions, Just take a deep breath my love, And complete your many missions. I love my MARINE and I am very proud, No matter how long he's gone, I take a deep breath every day, And continue to stay strong.
When my Baby goes to work He's always dressed in green.He has to be because you see He's a United States Marine.My baby is so very strong He's also very brave.So when I fall and skin my knees it's my baby's arms I crave.When in this world there is trouble My Baby will be on the scene.He will be because you see He's a United States Marine.When my Baby has to go away To protect some far off land, I will wait and pray To again hold my Baby's hand. My Baby will tell me stories About all the things he's seen,While he was protecting freedom As a United States Marine!
Some people think we came from hell, other think we should all go there.
Then there are the wise ones who are glad we are around.
So what does it take to be a Marine? I admit, you have to be a bit foolish,
a little daring, somewhat adventurous, looking for a challenge and according to most parents-crazy. Why? Because we are special. We train differently, we act differently, we think like no others, we take chances where others never would, we do more with less, We are overflowing with pride.
We wear our uniform with pride, we hold our heads up high with pride and our families are proud of us. Our country respects us, there are those who are not fond of us and the enemy fear us. So, unless you've been a Marine, no one really understands us or what it takes to be a Marine. We are damn proud to be called "Marine".
You can find a former Marine in all walks of life. People say we're dummies, stupid, crazy, obnoxious, animals. They just don't know. I have met former Marines who are lawyers, doctor, artists, police captains, business owners and just about any profession you can imagine. And every former Marine I have met is just as proud now as when they were in the Corps.
Our ways in life and in combat are unconventional, unlike others, daring foolish or rude at times, impetuous, usually tough but always successful. We have been called, "America's 911". We know how to "take it" and we know how to "dish it out". We have gone through boot camp or OCS and became sensitive, caring and loving. Sensitive to what people say about us, caring for our fellow Marine and loving our Corps and country.
The men and women of the Marine Corps are highly motivated and held in high esteem by those who love us, hate us and fear us. We have an ego the size of Texas and a history to back it up. No one can ever take that away from us because we have earned it. When you join the Marine Corps, it's because you want to be a Marine. I know.
Over the past century, we have been looked down upon, insulted, spat on, rejected, degraded, used, abused, exploited and taken advantage of. We love it! We can take it; that's what makes us a Marine. This special treatment.
We are respected and admired by other countries yet not in some social circles in our country. That is just fine because we shall be here, prepared to fight when our country needs us again. And we ask for nothing. That's what it takes to be a Marine.
Gen. George S. Patton could not have said it any better when he said, "The highest obligation and privilege of citizenship it that of bearing arms for one's country."
If it weren't for these crazy, foolhardy, vulgar, wild, gutsy, braggarts who joined the Marine Corps, we would not have a country, a free country. A free country that allows others to call us names. We have protected this country and died for you. Thank you for that honor.
By Martin E. Shapiro-RVN 1965/66, 1st Bn., 9th Marine
Loving a Marine is not always play,
Loving him deeply is a high price to pay.
It's being alone with nothing to hold,
It's being young, but feeling old.
It's loving him whisper his love for you,
It's whispering back, you love him too.
There's always a kiss and a promise for more,
As his ship slowly glides away from the shore.
Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go,
While you're dying inside from wanting him so.
Watching him leave with eyes filled with tears,
Standing alone with your hopes, dreams, and fears.
It's sending a letter with the stamp upside down,
To a far away love, in a far away town.
It's going to church, to kneal and to pray,
And really meaning the things that you say.
Days go by - no mail for a spell,
You wait for some word to hear that he is well.
Then a letter arrives and you're given in,
To open this letter and read with a grin.
Yes, he is well and misses you so,
And filled with the love you wanted to know.
Weeks are like months, and months like years,
You wait for the day you'll have no more fears.
Days go by slowly - how many have passed?
Then suddenly you realize it's here at last!
Yes loving a Marine isn't much fun,
But it's worth the price when the battle is won.
And remember he is thnking of you every day,
He's sad, he's lonely, while so far away.
So love him and miss him and hold your head high,
Be strong and have faith - wipe that tear from your eye.
Your man is a Marine, like those who have gone before,
It's a high price to pay for loving a Marine!
They Don't get how we can be so Young and Wait around on that one Person, Theyre the ones that say we're missing out on all the fun in life, But what these people dont know is what "FuN" is to us, To us, Fun is opening each letter from your far away loved one, Fun is hearing their voice say I miss You, I love You, I can't wait to come home, Fun is Dreaming of them knowing theyre dreaming of You too, Fun to us is Waiting, Always being faithful and Patient Because it is Always Worth the Wait, Fun is seeing them for the first time in Months and falling in love all over again, Fun to us is Being Proud of your Military Loved one for only you know their sacrafices and devotions , Fun to us is loving someone and having them love you back in a way that no one will understand or know But the People who knowingly chose the "FuN" Path in Life.
Being a girlfriend of a Marine
is not the great as it may seem.
You spend many nights all alone
waiting by the phone.
You never know when you get to see him next
you never know what might happen next.
You want him home with you every night
so he can hold you close and tight.
And tell you that everything will be alright.
Loving my Marine, Is not an easy task.I write a million letters, But I rarely get few back.It’s not that he’s not lov’in me, Or thinking of me much,it’s not that he just doesn’t care, Or that he is too tough.The Corps it keeps him busy, Each day and many nights.“I want to see you”, but we can’t, He doesn’t have that right.He goes where they tell him, Be it far from home,Knowing that I miss him, And that I’m home alone.He calls at every chance he gets, Says “I love you so,I can’t talk long, we’re not secured, Babe, I’ve got to go.”And then at night I lay in bed Tired, cold, alone,I dream of better times to com eWhen he’ll be safely home.One thing that I’ve figured out, And not so far along- is that the Marine Corps teaches even Girlfriends to be strong.I pray to God to give me greatnessIn my heart to see, The difference between duty And his endless love for me. He’s rough and tough and everything,A great Marine should be, But when the day is done you see-He’s the same ‘ole Victor to me. So when he goes to lay his headIn those barracks, in that bed, Give him strength to carry on,When all is dark and hope is gone. Tonight in bed, I close my eyes,A candle lit at my bedside, Ipray that as we’re far apartHe’ll know the feelings in my heart. In the words of the Corps,“Faith, Honor and True” My Marine,My love is all for you
Everynight I dream of your face
and that i'm in your tight embrace
Holding me throughout the night
without a fear in sight
But for now that is just a dream
because you are a united states marine
You have to be far away
and here I have to stay
Everyday my love grows for you
and I long for the day to say "I do"
When we can finally be together
and start our life forever
But until that day
in my bed I will lay
And dream of your handsome face.
i close my eyes
And I see your face;
Time nor distance could ever erase.
I sift through our memories,
Kept in mind and heart.
For I know, these alone
Will keep us close while we're apart.
Letting my thoughts wander
I hear your voice and feel your touch;
Remembering all the little things you do
To make me love you so much.
As I drift off to sleep,
I whisper to the one above
To please watch over you:
My Heart, My Life, My only Love.........
Today I heard your voice behind me
And turned to you with a smile.
Can't believe I misplaced that sound,
Even though it's been a while.
Yesterday I laughed out loud
And turned to tell you why.
Too late, I remembered the truth,
As a tear came to my eye.
Even now I see your face
And feel your arms holding me tight.
Yet your shadow flees at my touch
For I am alone tonight.
Someday I'll turn and you'll be there.
Your smile - your face - will be real
I'll put my arms around you and know-
This is the way love was meant to feel.
The distance seems so far
And like it will never end
Yet no matter how many oceans away
No matter how many hours apart
No matter how many days till I see you again
You are always near my heart
Marines I see as two breeds, Rottweilers or Dobermans, because Marines come in two varieties, big and mean, or skinny and mean. They're aggressive on the attack and tenacious on the defense. They've got really short hair and they always go for the throat
some people spend their whole lives wondering if they made a difference. Marines don't have that problem.
