I ask for you to bless these words of mine;
To all my comrades who have lifted their arms to secure our shores.
To the Marines, to Navy, Air Force, Army and National, Air, Army, Coast Guards. Bellow to the treetops to the rooftops too let us not forget this day; I beg of you.
Three Cheers for them all. We now remember those whose charge was no leas that day when they caught their final a round and as there are tears from my eyes.
I too have lost comrades while fighting by my side.
So lets bring home our sons and daughters.;
Their spirits should not wander aimlessly in far off lands;
So shout at the top of your voices hurray! And another! And yet another! Let them hear you your voice will guide them home where they belong.
For we all have someone who has given body, mind, limb and soul and work for the freedom that we now all enjoy.
We knows it takes all you have; to get freedom,
Money, guns, training but most of all takes lives,
Lives of our boys, who harden themselves and become men shrugging their youth;
It takes grit it takes grim.
Putting off love and growing up quick and even more some may never know or feel the pain.
Let us never forget that is so small we go to work and sometimes we take it home, if they happen to forget and take their work home a silver box is all they get.
So send them your prayers it cannot hurt and love them well they have already loved you back.
By Guy T Woods Sr
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