Behind Enemy Lines

Behind Enemy Lines

Behind the enemy lines

For what seems like an eternity

Away from hope, light, and dreams

I see myself playing in the snow

Placing a carrot on the snowman’s head

Laughing

Making snow angels

I see myself across the frozen pond

With an ice cream

As round as my face

I see myself with a family

I see myself with hope, light, and

What seems like a dream.

But I am behind the enemy lines

And there are no snowmen here

Only cold sentinels

And angels are only in heaven.

There is no ice cream in our rations,

And here,

Behind enemy lines,

Family is a dream.