Rewarding Vulnerability

There is no love greater,
Than the one that we know,
Even through all of the distance,
And all of the lows.

Yet there’s little understanding
For the role that we play,
To love our Soldiers regardless,
Every night and each day.

How do you do it?
A question often asked,
It’s complicated yet simple,
Feeling the need to be masked.

We’re told by society to keep smiling,
be strong,
To act like everything is fine,
And that nothing is wrong.

But, it’s not always dreamy,
In fact it’s really quite hard,
Our heart is always vulnerable,
It’s always on guard.

We cry and get angry,
And get confused too,
Yet we love and we wait,
So they can protect you.

Yes, the goodbyes are many,
and the stresses are high,
But the homecomings are worth it,
The best reason to cry.

Our hugs become tighter,
Our kisses more sweet,
A greater appreciation,
for every time that we greet.

You see, this love is rewarding,
It’s one of a kind,
It’s the love that we’ve dreamed of,
And prayed one day to find.

These challenges and trials,
are just par for the course,
Strengthening our love for our Soldier,
Of the US Armed Forces.

Eternity

Unrested Heart

Don’t say that it’ll be easy,
Don’t say that I’ll be fine,
My heart won’t be able to rest,
Until the bed you’re in is mine.

Halfway across the world,
in places unknown,
You’re no longer here,
I have to stand on my own.

The silence is deafening,
I miss your voice,
This isn’t an easy life,
But it was the right choice.

I wish I knew then,
What I’ve realized now,
I wish I could go back,
To reverse the clock somehow.

I took our moments for granted,
I was selfish with my time,
Then how quickly it all changed,
Our life flipped on a dime.

To hug you once more,
To get one more kiss,
Are opportunities gone,
Embraces I miss.

I’m sorry I didn’t hear you,
That my selfishness led to fights,
I’m sorry for going to bed angry,
For those long and lonely nights.

I need you to know I support you,
I’m so proud of the man you’ve become,
I’m sorry it took too long to say it,
Too long for this apology to come.

Deployments are far from simple,
Forcing our life to be put on pause,
To sacrifice our own plans,
And prioritize another’s cause.

So until we’re together again,
Until you’re safe at home,
Never forget how much I love you,
And remember that you’re never alone.Miss Voice

Unpublished work © 2014 Ashley Ella

 

Heavy Rains, Heavy Heart

Final Rain

Heavy rains, heavy heart.
It’s no secret I hate it when we’re apart.

The pressure is building in the air,
It feels, at time, more than I can bare.

At my weakest, lightening will strike.
The rivers will flood and breach the dike.

The rain pours on, and so do my tears.
Too much uncertainty, too many fears.

The wind is strong, the gusts won’t stop.
I feel like I’m drowning, reaching for the top.

The night is now silent, but the weather is loud.
Another storm looms in the cloud.

The flooding might end, but we’re just at the start,
Of the storm of deployment that consumes my heart.

Unpublished work © 2014 Ashley Ella

The Wait

It’s 1:00 am. The house is silent – if only my head could be silent too,
The long days, the long nights, get tiring from waiting for you.

I know it will be worth it, that we’ll look back and see,
This journey was for us, that you did it for me.

This call that you answered, is one that very few do,
So we answered the call, and now sacrifice too.

Your mind never stops, always thinking of us,
Waiting to see us again, as you get off that bus.

You fight for your family, for our right to be free,
It presents us with challenges, that we couldn’t foresee.

The sacrifice to be so far away, in a world unknown,
Would make it easy to hide, and to feel so alone.

But you’re not alone, and neither am I,
All we have to do, is look up at the sky.

It’s full of the same stars, the same moon and same sun,
And they’ll keep spinning around until this deployment is done.

You’re not alone, we’ll always be here,
Waiting for you, for you to be near.

You know I’m a dreamer, you tell me this is our fate,
But all I can do is miss you, and think of the wait.

Unpublished work © 2014 Ashley Ella