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THE SOLDIER
He wakes up to noise And he wakes up to hate. He'd love to sleep in, But he can't be late.
His job is waiting for him To be there in the sun. No one cares if he's tired Or not having fun.
He always has to be aware, Lives are on the line. He desperately needs a break, But his job's not like yours or mine.
The life he saves is not his own, He does it for you and me. He does it so you and I can live, But most of our country cannot see.
We should be supportive Of this strong, brave man. He swears he will never, ever cry But we need to tell him he can.
Don't blame him for how he feels. He needs us all to see, That he is the soldier Who would die for you and me!
© Tawnya Michels, November 2004 |