Yet, I Stood By You
Note and Disclaimer: Obviously, I don't own N.C.I.S., so don't get on me about it. I just write stories, like the rest of you, except this time, this is a poem I wrote about Gibbs and Shannon, through her P.O.V. I'm not good with poetry, but this just came to me. Be kind and enjoy!
We met at the train station one day,
It was so long ago, it seemed.
I remember seeing you before,
But it always to smile and nod.
Yet, I stood by you and watched my life go by.
We talked about a code to live by,
Smiling, enjoying each other's company
You ran away to be a soldier
And I went on with my life, missing you.
Yet, I stood by you and wished you would come home.
A few years later, when you came home,
We married and started a happy life.
Eventually, we had a daughter, little Kelly.
Life was complete, but we had to move on with tears.
Yet, I stood by you and followed you to California.
I am your partner, no doubt about it,
But it was tough to be a soldier's wife.
We barely saw each other and couldn't understand
The life you had to live to keep us supported.
Yet, I stood by you and handled each problem without you.
Finally, with training, it came time for you to go overseas.
It had been coming, but it was hard to let go.
This time, the tears were real
And the problem was too much for me to handle.
Yet, I stood by you and waved goodbye as you drove away.
Life had been quiet without you, for sure.
Kelly and I walked through our days without you around.
The gap had been huge, we knew, but it was temporary
Until that terrible day happened and it all changed.
Yet, I stood by you and begged for you to come home.
It happened so quickly, from here to there,
To see that poor man killed and knowing who did it.
Our daughter did not need to see, but her innocence was gone.
She cried for you to come home and I could do nothing.
Yet, I stood by you and held her close, wanting her to be safe.
It was a dangerous drug lord, I pointed out.
It was imperative to keep Kelly from harm.
N.I.S. listened, but they could not understand
Why that angel was not meant to have her wings just yet.
And yet…yet, I couldn't stand by you and had to die.
Today and everyday, though, I watch you always.
I am with you, in the air and skies.
And there, our daughter stands by and cries,
Knowing that you serve justice when we had none.
Yet, I stood by you, longing for you once more.
Once you are done, you know where we are.
United once more, together once again,
We could never be separated by anything,
Not even a drug lord who cut lives shorter.
And yet…yet, I stood by you, as your wife always.