Service spouse Ruth Fry contacted Army&You to share the heartfelt poem she wrote about – and for – her son Reuben…



There was a hero in the recruiting office;

He swore an oath of allegiance,

when he had only just become a man.


There was a hero on the battlefield;

He wore camouflage and carried a weapon,

into dusty warzones far from home.


There was a hero on the parade ground;

He had medals pinned to his chest,

as he stood silent remembering the fallen.


There is a hero in my home;

He is called “Daddy” here,

Her Majesty’s soldier, my husband, your hero.


There is a hero in my bed;

He is crying because we are moving… again,

he has to say goodbye to all his friends.


There is a hero in the playground;

He is wearing his new school uniform,

ready to start again at another new school.


There is a hero on the doorstep;

He is waving goodbye to his big sister,

she is leaving to go to boarding school.


There is a hero you have forgotten;

He did not choose this life,

his Daddy is a soldier, his Daddy is your hero.

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