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A Soldiers Life


Every morning he gets up, his PTs, he puts on.
Sit-ups, push-ups, running he is an army of one.

He goes home, takes a shower and puts on his uniform,
Ready to work and salute all day and all night long.

'Till the call comes, pack your shit it's time for you to go,
Your stars and stripes are calling you to fight your homelands foe.

So he packs up all that he needs, no questions he will ask
'Cause he's a soldier proud and strong, just trying to do his best.

He sees the questions and the tears in his family's eyes,
But his little soldiers they are proud and silently pay the price.

Still they wonder every day, while he is gone away
If he is safe, if he is sound and if he call this day.

Their love they send with every word they write down in a card,
That they do send down range to him, where he is working hard.

24 hours every day they think of him and pray,
For him to come back home to them and never go away!

The soldier who is far away from his kids and wife,
Is fighting hard every day to safe another life.

It's hot, it's loud it's dangerous and so goes by each day,
With mortar or sniper attacks, they're nothing new anyway.

All around him he sees his fellow friends and soldiers lie,
They're shot at, there are wounded and some of them may die.

In this strangers land so differed, where he was send to fight.
Is there a chance he might come home, to kiss his kids good night?

And so goes by every day, it seems just like the last.
A year has passed and now it's time for him to get some rest.

7 days later he finds himself standing on a well known floor,
Ringing the bell right next to his last name on his door.

It opens and there in front his families smiling bright,
They rush into each other's arms, holding on so thight.

Down range, he learned to appreciate the simple things in life.
A smile, a hug, a kiss, his kids, but most of all his wife.

The woman that fought right next to him, even they where far apart.
The one that never left his mind and was always in his heart.

She was the one, who daily fought a war at the home front,
While he fought against the taliban, she had to defend the fort.

Now let us leave this family to rejoice their father's home,
But say a prayer for all those soldiers, which never made it home.

Never forget they laid down their life to defend freedom for us all.
Then never once met you or me, but protecting us they did fall.

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