Military Women Poetry

Military Poetry Dedicated to Women

Glory Of Women
Written by Siegfried Sasson

You love us When we're heroes, home on leave
Or wounded in a mentionable place.
You worship decorations; you believe
that chivalry redeems the war's disgrace.
You make us shells. You listen with delight,
by tales of dirt and danger fondly thrilled.
You crown our distant ardours while we fight,
And mourn our laurelled memories when we're killed.
You can't believe that British troops retire
When Hell's last horror breaks them, and they run.
You can't believe a women like me is fighting still.

I Will Always Remember You
Written by Gini Stern

You were born in California,
New York, and Tennesse.
You are every genterations hope,
Of all that we can be.
All this land between the oceans,
Is that home that you defend.
You're my Mother, you're my Daughter
My Sister, My Friend.
No one ever had to ask you,
It seemed you always knew.
Standing up for what is right
Is all that you could do.
Not one to look the other way
You choose to serve with pride,
And dare to cross the boundaries
Knowing God was on your side.
And I will always remember you
For you remembered me.
Always there when I needed you,
Always there protecting my freedom.
How could I ever forget you
You, who always came through.
For duty, honor, country
I will always remember you.
How you taught us strength and courage
And the will to never fail,
And that through our every conflict
Somehow triumph would prevail.
You made your peace with history
And stand among the brave,
No more the unsung hero
For you our banners wave.
And I will always remember you
for you remembered me.
Always there when I needed you,
Always there protecting my freedom.
How could I ever forget you
You, who always came through.
For duty, honor, and country
I will always remember you.

Forevermore

The sun is setting as before
And hope is lost, forevermore.
All lost is faith of trueness be
At least, all faith is lost to me.

Nevermore will the sun be seeing
Any trust within my being.
I served my country, I heard the call
But I've been forgotten, perhaps by all.

Remember me! Come for me!
Let my eyes behold my family!
From morning's dawn to last twilight
I pray respite from one more night!

Now darkness has covered my lowered head
And I can but wish that I were dead.
The sun is setting as before
And hope is lost, forevermore.

Once sunshine and laughter filled my days,
But memories of that have become a haze.
I've been left in a land so far from home
There's no strength left to let my spirit roam.

The sun has set as it did before
And hope is lost forevermore.

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Sons and Daughters
Written by Lou Plummer

I will never be as old
as he was when he was young
I will not have to
dig a hole in the ground,
sleep there, in the rain,
after eating eggs out of a can
with a plastic spoon
While people try to kill me
No one understands a drowning man
Except the drowned
Honor Thy Father
Do not leave YOUR child
small paragraphs in dusty books
"This was my Father
I never knew him
And he lived 10 miles Away"
Do not listen to silence
Nor pass silence to your son
Or teach him not to listen

UNITY AND STRENGTH
It is time we come forward,
we have waited long enough,
to be recognized as veterans.
We've fought numerous battles
of attitudes and prejudices.
We are, indeed, unique,
for we are risk takers,
and ground breakers,
by joining the service.
We've marched in every war,
helping fight behind the lines
and on front lines with you.
We've dealt with hositility
by being put in places
where we weren't wanted.
We've been ignored, harassed,
threatened and assaulted.
We've faced the same enemies as you,
even had more enemies than you,
for sometimes you were our enemy.
We're not here to point a finger,
to condemn or make accusations.
We're here to join hands and voices
in unity and strength,
to claim our right to be recognized
not just as women veterans,
but that we're veterans, too.

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WOMEN ARE VETERANS, TOO
Written by Lynda K. Dokken

We weren't just tokens or pretty faces,
to decorate your offices and platoons;
we weren't dumb, too plain or too stupid
to make it in the real world.
We've marched your muddy roads,
carried and shot your heavy guns.
We've been shot at, wounded, and died,
and been prisoners of war.
We've been active in all services,
and risen to high ranks.
We've tended your bleeding wounds,
and held you when you were dying.
We've flown your mighty airplanes
and naviated your giant ships.
We've fixed your broken engines
and driven heavy equipment.
We've mailed letters for you,
and brought you news from home.
We've stood along side of you,
without flinching or running away,
and continue to stand by you today.
We are not asking for special treatment,
or that you should go out of your way.
We're only asking that you recognize
that womens are veterans, too.