Victory is known by those consumed with greed and driven by pride….
Always loyal….though tears may never fall from there eyes….
Emotionally void even in the loneliest of times…
Seeming Heartless… But, you just didn’t realize….
That a true soldier suffers inside…
And victory is there One, and only prize..
Other than to smile, and finally be able to cry… And actually say I love you,
Without it being a lie.

This poem was written/submitted by Cierra Carr.