Till OurDying Day
In your eyes I stare looking at the one person Iove when I look into your
eyes I see the true you when you're holding me I just don't wanna let go
we hit every obstacle that life throw our way but together we work
thourgh it nothing can break us apart our hug so close and tight i wanna
stop time just to say in your arms but we both know that it's impossible
our love like an ocean so peaceful and clam but the current could wash away so fast together we can fight it together out love is storng and able to share and live in our hearts we can fall in love over and over till our dying day
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Military wives- The silent ranks
I wear no uniforms no blue or army greens I am in the military ranks rarely seen I have no rank upon my shoulders salutes i do not give the military world is the place i live I'm not in the chain of command orders i do not get my husband is the one who does this i cannot forget I'm not the one who fires the weapon who put my life on the line though my job is just as tough I'm the one that's left behind my husband is a patriot a brave prideful man and the call to serve his country not all can understand behind the lines i see the thing needed to keep this country free my husband make the sacrifice but so do our children and i I love the man i married soldiering is his life I stand in the silent ranks know as the military wives
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The Hurt Little Girl
As she lays there she wonders who she is then she realizes it's a hurt
little girl who cries at night inside she's screaming at the little girl maybe
it's because the little girl is only four years old listening to her father
scream she can't take it the little girl won't stop crying she wont stop
yelling she hears her father inside her thought of him makes her want to
die she just can't take it anymore she still can't stop crying it aches she
shakes the hurt little girl is her the hurt little girl is someone she's
scared of if the hurt little girl leaves she'll be nothing she'll be an it that
don't exist she stop one day and except everything and everyone she'll
be happy with the hurt little girl the hurt little girl is speaking so now I'll
stop
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He's my hero, He's my soldier
I live with a fear that most will never know.
The fear that one day soon,
I will have to let my soldier go.
Where will I be when I get that dreaded call?
I pray to God, please,
don't let his name end up on that wall.
How long will I have to wait
for him to come back to me?
How many nights,
will I stare at that empty space next to me,
the space where he should be.
But he is a soldier.
He's given me his heart and he's become my world.
If he must go I will hide my tears with a smile,
tell him I love him and will see him in awhile.
He will be far from me,
but never far from my heart,
We have a love not even a war can tear apart.
He is my soldier,
the love of my life,
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