Day Four

The house was like a tomb.
I was hiding in my room.
As my brother made his way on down the hall.
I didn't want to say goodbye.
And I was trying to deny there was a war,
And that he got the call.

I watched him from my window
Walking down the drive.
Then I ran down the stairway
Through the front door and I cried

You come back you hear?
And I let him see my tears
I said I'll give you my rookie of DiMaggio.
I'll do anything you want, Clean your room, or wash your car.
I'll do anything so long as you don't go.
But he said, this is what brothers are for.

Well I have my heroes, But the one I love the most
Taught me how to hunt and swing a bat.
And I wrote him every night, I said I miss our pillow fights
But lately I just wonder where you're at.
Sometimes freedom makes it hard to live.
When it takes things from you that you don't want to give.

I said you come back you hear?
I miss you being near.
Laugh and fish down in the maple grove
I'll do anything you want.
There must be someone I can call,
And just maybe they would let you come back home

But he wrote, this is what brothers are for.
I may never have to face the anger of those guns,
Or lie cold and wounded in my blood,
Or know the sacrifice and what it must of cost
For him to love me that much.

Well, it had been two years
And I held back my tears
When I saw him in that wheel chair on the shore.
And as I ran and held him tight,
That's when he looked me in the eye
And said I'm sorry that you have to push me home.
And I said hey, this is what sisters are for.


my brother left again today. He will be stationed in Ft. Hood, Texas, either deploying to Iraq immediately or around December, nobody is really sure. My mom is in tears, every other minute, which is to be expected. But, I am just filled with this overwhelming feeling of gratitude and protection. I am sad, yes, but I am so proud to say that my big brother is an Army soldier, protecting this country. If we have just a few more men in this world like him, who are willing to sacrafice everything for the protection of others, a few more men just like my brother, then we are in amazing hands. I trust him with my life, because he is my hero. I am so happy to say that my brother, has finally found his way (and his wings) and that just gives me more hope for my future. I love you, Matthew Conrad Corbett. Unit 21B, protect my hero.