by Prophetic Poet

Created on: May 05, 2008

The Smallest Soldiers Creed

On the 24th of December a small child lays sleeping all cured up in her bed dreaming of the six o'clock news that's stuck in her head. She awoke in a frantic from the noise of everyone packing with tunnel vision no one even notices a tear running down her cheek and she's not laughing because her daddy's going off to war by himself.

With everybody busy and paying her no mind, she sits down and plans it all out in her mind. Protect and defend, protect and defend, that's what daddy's does. Well who's going to protect daddy while he's doing all that protecting? It will just have to be me she thinks to herself with a smile and a grin.

Off to Fort Sill for a going away party, making no sense, this little girl thinks, with out saying a thing about her plan to go with him. Yes mama, no mama, doing everything she's told while her plan takes hold of the moment she's been waiting for. In her daddy's room all alone with his foot locker unlocked, she unpacks enough to fit herself in.

Murphy's law or cosmic irony either way their date has change, leaving this very instant, no time to say good bye already late for the flight that will take them to their new plight, rushing under a storm that's been brewing all this time.

Rapped around his clothes she's snug as a bug quite as a mouse, just happy to be going where her daddy will be. Up in the air the plane would fly before the family realizes their little girl is not there in their lives. An all out search leaves everyone distraught. Yet 12 hours latter when daddy opens his footlocker and his little girl lies motionless I'm hungry "she cried, melting his heart to know she's OK.

Wanting to make an example of this man, nothing like this is going to happen during his command. With her daddy on lock down, yes sir, no sir, he always did what he was told. Stuck with this little girl who he can't send home from the storm that's camped out at their door; the commander ask the little girl why would you do such a thing? Do you know how much trouble you're in? While she answers he's really paying no mind; busy with his daily task at hand. She says

I'm an American girl, daddy's little soldier and as a member of our family I always put my daddy first. With my feet I'll never quit or leave him behind. I always mind and do what I'm told. I'm sorry I know I must protect my daddy from bad people, but, I left my teddy bear, my battle buddy at home, do you have one I could use. After all I'm just a little girl and can't remember everything.

Later that night unable to sleep, the soldiers Creed crept into his eyelids for him to read, almost exactly what the little girl had recited to his disbelief. Not only did Pvt. Jones understand the army values it was instilled in his six year old daughter to breath.

Deciding to reward Pvt. Jones and make his little girl the company mascot was prize enough for any man to have such a strong soldier in his command.

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