
Picture from a pamphlet booklet called
Great Photographs of WORLD WAR II
Selected by the Editors of The Reader's Digest 1964
TO SERVE
Dedicated to every service man and woman who leaves a child at home. In loving memory of my parents who both served in WWII.
War is a treacherous thing
There is so much at stake
while the enemy marches on
my baby girl first wakes
silent in the slumber
she tosses not at night
early in the morning
she wakes easy at first light
while I am away from her
I am confident in knowing
every single day out here
is one more she'll be growing
in the midst of all this
dark
this gloom
this horror
she will play with her little bear
in her crib
while it is
snowing
I will march with my buddies
over hills and forests
beaches, mountains
jungles, desert sands
to reach the battle at
hand
her little lips will kiss goodnight my
lovely wife's sweet cheek
and in my dreams I dream of them
while the enemy is beneath my feet
I will walk and run and jump
I will hang my weapon
at my side
my silent stalking in the night
to hear her rattle tinkle
light
I will march on and feel this pain
because I know
it is not in vain
for there she sleeps in warmth and comfort
for which I have bought and paid
for each and every day of peace
someone once has paid
I know I will be going home, I have known it for awhile
I will be greeted so fast and sweet,
by my growing, loving child
For every father separated from his little girl
I cut the journey right in half, and separate the hell
I bless you on your journey home
I wish you all that's well.
Copyright 2010 by SheilaTGTG55

This is a re-post of my Veteran's Day Blog on 11/11/10
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