Barely too young to take care of myself, I was given a buddy;
taught to have your back.
Through combat and hard times; so much more than friend;
Far from our families; sometimes fearing the end.
Nights we talked of returning ‘to the World’ and how great it would be.
Too often, when it finally happened we would see we had lost the old you and the old me.
So when times get hard, you feel all alone and hang your head, your heart in despair;
Remember, forever my Buddy, I will always be there.
- S. Ceballos
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