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I must try to be strong now, my boy he is away To fight for king and country, his boat sails this very day To far off shores and places, of which I do not know My heart it bursts with pride  but I am scared to see him go I do not cry as he departs but smile with aching dread As my boy, he marches strong and true to face what lies ahead He will be be back here soon I feel, it will not last too long But I will miss him every day and night that he is gone I'll  look up to the heavens, and before the setting of each sun I'll pray my boy comes back to me, and the war it will be won From a Father
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC
A FATHER'S PRAYER
I must try to be strong now, my boy he is away To fight for king and country, his boat sails this very day To far off shores and places, of which I do not know My heart it bursts with pride  but I am scared to see him go I do not cry as he departs but smile with aching dread As my boy, he marches strong and true to face what lies ahead He will be be back here soon I feel, it will not last too long But I will miss him every day and night that he is gone I'll  look up to the heavens, and before the setting of each sun I'll pray my boy comes back to me, and the war it will be won From a Father
Another inspired by the beautiful music of Classic FM and my interest in WW1 in this the 100th year of the beginning of.
manda-clement
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC
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