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American Soldiers

Everyday more soldiers have to leave

to fight this war so we can be free.

they pack light to set out on their way

praying the war will end some day.

we have lost young and lost old

but all of those men were so strong and bold

In reality it doesnt seem to fair

but when at war there is no time to care.

once in a while they may get a letter

from loved ones at home feeling a little bit better

They let them know they miss them so

but no time to cry the men must go.

They fold their letters up real tight

Putting them away for another lonely night.

slowly they rise to take their stand

as each american soldier salutes with right hand.

They yell that they will be home soon

but tonight their going to sleep with the moon

but not alone they have one another

To an american soldier those men are his brothers.

Each and everything they do

Is without a doubt for me and for you.

honestly,how many sit and pray

for each and every soldier on the field that day?

They dont draw names to see who they protect

So why need a face to match the respect?

They dont get hot homecooked meals

and I bet they would love a steak from the grill.

They are American Soldiers standing tall and proud

They deserve our respect,dont be ashamed ,scream it out loud.

but at times, a soldier has no choice but to sleep

with those words I will close for now.

Saying as I go GOD BLESS AND REST IN PEACE

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cynthia-barton
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Aug 1, 2010
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