Fight for her part 2

this is part two of a story/poem about a soldier and his girl 

He lives and loves another day

In this wasteland of death

But it’s worth it to fight

Just to feel her breath

Up against his neck at home

He longs for her

Here he feels alone

She stares at the image

That is her in the mirror

She sobs silently to herself

Knowing the message is clear

He might not make it back

Ti see his little boy

When he could be a sitting duck

In a line by a convey

She wipes her eyes and clutches her stomach

 Prays and hopes for luck

He walks the line

Marching with men and women

Of the fine forces

Fighting for mom and dad

Sister and brother

For his country

And for his lover

But he received a letter

Of happiness and sad

Now he was fighting for another mother

He was going to be a dad

He clutched the letter in his hand

And gave a little cry

But before he could put it away

Bullets whipped right by

Another lonely night

Of silence and tension

She fights her

Itching temptations

She’s almost given up all hope

Of his long awaited return

It’s a feeling that sends chills through her spine

And makes her soul burn

She cries herself to sleep again

Roadside bomb along the road

That killed four good men

He has lost all hope

Of seeing her again

Someone screams, “RPG!”

And it missed him by an inch

It followed with an explosion

That could make any man flinch

He hid behind the leading tank

He knew that he would die

He grabbed his cross, and her photograph

And gave a little cry

He cocked his gun, and stood up

Looked at the photo and said goodbye

He charged into the darkness

please pray for our soldiers as they fight for our freedom