On The Wings of a Screaming Eagle

As I look to the sky all I can see
Is a beautiful screaming eagle looking straight back at me
His wings spread wide in defiance and pride
His eyes razor sharp as he soars over the mountainside

So majestic is he he takes my breath away,
I want to reach out and hold him, to make him stay
To tell him I love him, to kiss him goodbye
To look in his eyes. but not ask him why.

I already know the reason , it's perfectly clear
He was doing his duty regardless of any fear.
His Commander had called him, had sent him to war
To serve for his country, and he soared out the door.

Now he is gone, he has flown from my sight
But never forgotten he is with me every night,
every day every second every minute he is there
he gives me quiet strength to help ease my despair.

I know I will see him again someday
in a place that is safe where children can play
where love is abundant and hate there is none
but until then I will honor him and each and every one

I will feel him every time the wind brushes my face
When I hear the sounds of a helicopter landing in it's place.
I will know that he is near, always close by
Whispering in my ear "Mamma Please don't cry."

"I am proud to be an American in a land that is free
That was founded on the blood of people from many a country
I did what was expected, what I was trained to do
It may cost me my life but it's for the Red, White and Blue."

To the families of the 101st Screaming Eagles. Your loss is
deep and we as Americans have also lost someone. We have lost
another American son or daughter. These men and women are the best
of the best. They were not drafted and forced to go, they volunteered
knowing that in this world we live in their chance of a war was
great. My prayers and my tears are with all of you. Cherish their
memory, for as long as they are in our hearts they are never far from
us. They were, they are American Screaming Eagles.


Robin M Moore
Dearborn Heights, MI
military nurse, wife, daughter and sister.