The Soldiers CryA Poem by YaoooooooWe sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm. George Orwell As one who got the chance to serve and now hang his boots, having to leave those we love is never easy, yet the rewardThe Soldiers Cry By Jose M. Euvin Hold your soldiers hand Hold them close to your heart Watch them as they march away As the time come’s for them to part You cried when he went away You held the children tight “Daddies working late” “He wont be home tonight…” Many nights you cried alone You held his pillow tight Wishing he would walk in through that door And stop your lonely cry The children asked for their father They were too young to call him “Dad” He never met his youngest daughter A faint memory’s all he has With every call you got excited His one day close to coming home And then you got the letter Sorry, your husband…. “Why did they take him away…?”
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57 Reviews Added on February 8, 2008 Last Updated on February 20, 2008 AuthorYaoooooooBrooklyn, NYAboutIf there be grief, then let it be but rain, And this but silver grief for grieving's sake, If these green woods be dreaming here to wake Within my heart, if I should rouse again. But I shall sleep, .. more..Writing
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