| Dear Daddy, I shouldn't of learned who your smile was from this picture. I wanted to know you in person To feel your touch even if it was a spanking Many kids ask me where you are My dad fought for freedom so your dad can have a job. He stood tall and proud serving his nation and all I cried many nights as my dad served his call Not knowing when he would get home or if it would be at all. Kids ask what its like to be the son of a soldier It is hard to explain to them the pride I have in my dad He is my hero in everything he does. I told them of the times I worry when he is in a different land. I informed them of the people he is helping cause many of them lost a dad. Innocent blood was being shed and that made my dad sad. They weren't strong enough to answer that call so they sent my dad to the sand. To help the people of the land. Many were grateful that the American's were there. Dad often talked of the kids he played with and wishing I was there. Not all in the land were good though. Some men were evil. Killing anyone who tried to fix there land. These men were cowards strapping bombs to there chest. They tried there best to kill anyone who would help the Iraqis in anyway. Dad said that if anything ever happened to him he wouldn't die in Vein. Sadly he was killed by terrorist group as they shot his heli down one day. At first I was angry cause they took my daddy away. Then I remember of him talking about playing with the children that day. I remember the love in my dads voice I knew that fighting there was his choice. So when you ask me where my daddy is all I can say He is with Jesus now guarding the gates of heaven waiting to let me in someday. Tell then the pictures represent my daddy to me. The stories shared from others is the way I will learn who my daddy was. Please don't say your sorry when you hear of my daddy's death Just smile at me and know that I knew someone who was brave. Daddy your the best I will love you and miss you till all the days we are apart. Someday we will meet again at heavens gate. Happy Fathers Day! Brooke Willis See the courageous hero this wonderful letter is meant for |
| Beholding Beyond Words Beholding Beyond Words To Our Servicemen And Women Stationed Around The World In Far Away Places There¹s Not Much We Can Say To0Thank Them Enough For What They Go Thrw Each Day In The Rough But: Give Them Our Thanks Gkvg Them Our Love Give Them Our Regards For a Safe Return We Prai{e and Raise Our Hands To You That Earned the Honor That We Now Bestow We Salute You For A Job Bravely Done And Applaud Your Courage In The Face Of The Unknown Defending Freedom Defending Liberty Defending Peace At Home And Abroad For The Past, Present, And Future Generations Duty Will Always Be An Honorable Citation To Stand The Ground That Freedom Upholds To Endure Engagements Where Ever They Unfold Defending Freedom Defending Liberty Defending Peace At Home And Abroad For Those MIA¹S, POW¹S, Fallen Soldiers, Who Gave All They Could We Will Search For As Long As It Takes You Are Not Forgotten And Will Always Be In Our Hearts In Our Prayers In Our Minds For All Time These Immortalized Soldiers Whose Bravery Abounds They Are Sisters, Brothers Heroes Profound They Enlisted For The Duty At Hand To Serve The Cause Of Country And Land They Serve With Honor They Serve With Valor They Serve With A Pride That Will Change Them Forever To Our Forces Standing Tall And Proud They Be Our Countrys Behind Them In A Solemn Sea So Let The Flags Of Freedom Fly Unfurled In Their Mijesty High In The Sun In The Rain In The Wind Across This Lcnd=br> These Are The Things Our Country¹s Made of These Are The Things We Cherish And Love So Let The Flags Of Freedom Fly Unfurled In Their Majesty High In The Sun In The Rain In The Wknds For All Time Jerry Calow ( Copyright 2003 ) |
| Now I lay me down to sleep I pray my Daddy you will keep Safe from harm and our enemy And bring him home to Mommy and me. ‘Cause he’s a soldier proud and strong and he’s been gone now for way too long. Thank you Jesus for seeing him through To protect us, our country and the Red, White & Blue. Amen by Charlene McGowan |
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