 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
| old guest books |
 |
|
| To join my mailing list to receive updates, click below and put "add me" in the subject line. |
 |
| To email me your comments, click below.. |
| This site owned by Jackie Lane |
| He was just another soldier
Who was called into the war Among the many heroes I had seen his face before. Just barely out of high school Still wet behind the ears And called to serve his country I had felt his Mother's tears. When they handed him his papers He stood there like a man His family, filled with sorrow They could not understand. To fight for truth and valor To make an oath with God To know of future perils On foreign soils abroad. To know the sounds of gunfire To lay awake at night To fear the evening shadows And hope for morning light. To dread the looming forces Pressing onward, come what may To place his life in danger With every passing day. He waited for a letter So many miles from home Just praying for answer And feeling so alone. He was just another soldier Like many you will meet A son, a friend, a brother The boy just down the street. |
 |
 |
 |
|
