~ Nobody Knows ~

NOBODY KNOWS

Nobody knows the cost an individual pays
when serving their country,
only the person who is actually paying the price.
Nobody truly knows the pain suffered
or all that must be endured,
the long time plans willingly postponed,
and of loved ones left behind.
Nobody knows the atrocities their eyes have witnessed,
nor the cries heard from a buddy who has been gravely wounded.

Nobody knows the lonely nights,
the fearful heart or tears shed alone.
Nobody knows of the nightmares that are dreamed repeatedly,
or the day's horrors that far surpass the nightmares.
Nobody knows the depth or breadth of each sacrifice made.
Nobody knows of the countless heroic incidents which took place,
nor the bruises hidden, callouses earned, precious blood spilled.

Nobody knows of the dreams set aside, the yearnings to be held,
or how many times a loved ones picture is pulled from a breast pocket.
Nobody knows the challenges that were faced,
the fears that were conquered, the prayers said for others.
Nobody knows the demands that were met, expectations realized,
the heart's pride or a life put on the line, when asked.

Nobody knows the enormous difference just "one" person made,
in the pursuit of freedom, peace and safety to millions
who were unknown.
Nobody can fathom the physical and emotional price paid,
only the one who gave all that he or she could give ...
without fanfare, often without recognition,
without expectation to receive back
all that had selflessly been given.

Nobody knows but God, and for the soldier this is enough.
Somewhere in the heart a righteous decision had been made,
when he or she chose to serve our beloved country
and those that they love.
They pledged an oath before God and man,
and became our trusted guardians of liberty, peace and safety.
Willing to sign this oath in blood, if need be,
and pay the ultimate price.

May our humble prayers offer protection and strength,
to those who fearlessly go in our stead.
May truth, justice and honor serve as a radiant beacon
in all their endeavors.
And lest not we forget our civil heroes;
gallant firefighters, our police officers,
who face unknown foes and consequences with each call.
Their acts of bravery and courage are no less,
their sacrifices no less costly.

Nobody knows,
for the true servant is humble in their gifts and sacrifice.
May we as a people applaud them silently, reverently,
loudly, gratefully, prayerfully, and with supportive appreciation.
God bless America! And President Bush, our leaders, and our people.
May we as a nation stand honorable before God and all of mankind.
And remember even if nobody else knows,
God knows,
and that "is" sufficient.

This page is dedicated to my father,
William Angus Lamb, Sr.,
who served during W.W.II.
It was my father who taught me what it truly means
to love and respect my country.
Thank you Dad!
And also to all those "humble heroes, angels unrecognized"
who have blessed my life
through their love, courage and selfless giving.

My Heartfelt Thanks to Suzanne
for granting me permission to use her beautiful poem!
Please visit her HERE!