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IF I EVER GO TO WAR
If I ever go to war Mom, Please don't be afraid.
There are some things I must do, To keep the promise that I made.
I'm sure there will be some heartache, And I know that you'll cry tears,
But your son is a Soldier now, Mom, There is nothing you should fear.
If I ever go to war Dad, I know that you'll be strong.
But you won't have to worry, Cause you taught me right from wrong.
You kept me firmly on the ground, yet still taught me how to fly.
Your son is a Soldier now Dad, I love you Hooah, Even if I die.
If I ever go to war Bro, There are some things I want to say.
You've always had my back, and I know it's my time to repay.
You'll always be my daybreak, through all of life's dark clouds,
Your brother is a Soldier now, Bro, I promise I'll make you proud.
If I ever go to war Sis, don't you worry bout me,
I always looked out for you, but I can't do that anymore,
Cause I'm a big bro to all in America.
I love you so much and you know that, Your brothers a soldier now Sis,
So wipe your eyes, I'll be fine even if I die.
If I ever go to war my Friends, We'll never be apart,
Though we may not meet again, I'll hold you in my heart.
Remember all the times we had, Don't let your memories cease,
Your friend is a Soldier now, Dear Friend, And I'll die to bring you peace.
And when I go to heaven, And see that pearly gate,
I'll gladly decline entrance, Then stand my post and wait.
I'm sorry Sir I can't come in, I'm sort of in a bind,
You see I'm still a Soldier Sir, So I can't leave them behind.
By PFC Jonathan W. Guffey – Alpha Company
101st Airborne 2/506th Infantry Air Assault – Iraq 2006
10 July 2006
If I ever go to war Mom, Please don't be afraid.
There are some things I must do, To keep the promise that I made.
I'm sure there will be some heartache, And I know that you'll cry tears,
But your son is a Soldier now, Mom, There is nothing you should fear.
If I ever go to war Dad, I know that you'll be strong.
But you won't have to worry, Cause you taught me right from wrong.
You kept me firmly on the ground, yet still taught me how to fly.
Your boy is a Soldier now Dad, I love you Hooah, Even if I die.
If I ever go to war Bro, There are some things I want to say.
You've always had my back, and I know it's my time to repay.
You'll always be my daybreak, through all of life's dark clouds,
Your brother is a Soldier now, Bro, I promise I'll make you proud.
If I ever go to war Sis, don't you worry bout me,
I always looked out for you, but I can't do that anymore,
Cause I'm a big brother to all in America.
I love you so much and you know that, Your brother's a soldier now Sis,
So wipe your eyes, I'll be fine even if I die.
If I ever go to war my Friends, We'll never be apart,
Though we may not meet again, I'll hold you in my heart.
Remember all the times we had, Don't let your memories cease,
Your friend is a Soldier now, Dear Friend, And I'll die to bring you peace.
And when I go to heaven, And see that pearly gate,
I'll gladly decline entrance, Then stand my post and wait.
I'm sorry Sir I can't come in, I'm sort of in a bind,
You see I'm still a Soldier Sir, So I can't leave them behind.
I tell you what if you are a soldier or know a soldier you better repost and say a prayer for all those serving us overseas.
Unknown Author
Honoring Our Soldiers and Veterans
They have walked in many Nations, and sands of distant shores,
stood guard with brothers through the night and kicked in many doors.
They took an oath for our land and together They stand strong,
even though some of you will always think it's wrong.
From battle field to barrack bed, together they stand proud
even when they stand in front of an angry fighting crowd.
They have buried heroes one by one taken before their time
because the call of freedom rang you see they hear the chime.
They will stand and fight today till tomorrow comes around
maybe then they'll hear the call of Peace for it has a different sound.
They will stand before our God and look him in the eye
and he will not turn away or even ask them why.
The battles they have fought my friend are battles for strong and weak
not because they want to fight and take what's not to keep.
They go where they are told to go and do what must be done
so you and others can have your lives while sitting in the sun.
They don't have to do this job no one told them too
but if they don't then what would happen if it was left to you?
So next time you see a Soldier walk by do not get on his case
look real close at where he's been then memorize his face
For this man walks in pride and honor for you and all around
but never will he beg or plead as that's an unknown sound
So today I ask for you to say a prayer for those who serve
For that is the RESPECT THAT THEY DESERVE
Written 10/30/06
Merinda Mullins
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I WILL UPDATE THIS PAGE WITH MORE AS I RECIEVE THEM
'TIL ONCE AGAIN THEY'RE HOME
Every day I see their pictures
In print or on the screen
The faces of these warrior lads
So young, so strong… so lean
The sight of them running
Towards the noise of war
And praying all together
Is something from our lore
Was this the way I looked…
So many years ago
Were you and I the images
Our fathers once did show
Oh keep them God today
Keep them safe from harm
Bring them home… whole again
Back to house or farm
Lord steel our courage now
To match these lads of ours
Endure our country's heart
'Til again they're at our doors
And help us end this war
And bring to them the peace
And comfort those among us
Whose warriors they've released
God bring us victory soon
Bring peace upon that land
With hope and love and justice
Please, as soon as can
And when at last our lads return
To place of hearth and home
Shelter them with all Your love
For the courage they have shown
Semper fidelis
Don Milsop
Formerly Sgt, USMC
THE MARINE.
We all came together,
Both young and old,
To fight for our freedom,
To stand and be bold.
In the midst of all evil,
We stand our ground,
And we protect our country
From all terror around.
Peace and not war,
Is what some people say.
But I'll give my life,
So you can live the American way.
I give you the right
To talk of your peace.
To stand in your groups,
and protest in our streets.
But still I fight on,
I don't bitch, I don't whine.
I'm just one of the people
Who is doing your time.
'm harder than nails,
Stronger than any machine,
I'm the immortal Soldier,
I'm a U.S. MARINE!
So stand in my shoes,
And leave from your home.
Fight for the people who hate you,
With the protests they've shown.
Fight for the stranger,
Fight for the young,
So they all may have,
The greatest freedom you've won.
Fight for the sick,
Fight for the poor,
Fight for the cripple,
Who lives next door.
But when your time comes,
Do what I've done.
For if you stand up for freedom,
You'll stand when the fight's done.
By: Corporal Aaron M. Gilbert, US Marine Corps
USS SAIPAN, PERSIAN GULF
A Military Spouse's Prayer By Major James Phillips
Lord, give me the greatness, and pureness of heart
That I might easily see
The difference between duty to God and Country
And my soldier's love for me
Give me extra understanding Lord
So that deep inside I'll know
When duty calls, no matter when
My soldier will pack and go
Give me tasks I pray oh Lord
That I must do each day
To help those souls less fortunate
And pass time while my soldier's away
Whether duty is on our Homeland soil
Or in a foreign land
Keep my soldier safe and warm
And in Your loving hand
And if by chance Lord
Duty requires my soldier be in the field
Please keep the angels close at hand
To be a protective shield
And lastly Lord its patience I need
When deployment becomes quite long
Please comfort me by being there
So for my soldier I will be strong
Give me the knowledge that through my faith
We'll be together again
Spending all eternity
As partners, lovers and friends
Down the road, four abreast, the marchers come
Marching with military precision to a solitary drum
All of them, proudly holding their head up high
Medals glistening in the sun as they march by.
It's the ANZACS, remembering their mate
Those left behind on battlefield, twist of fate
The scars of battle they visibly still wear
Often wondering what they were really doing there
With enthusiasm they answered to the call
Fight for their country, freedom for us all
It seems so long ago, and almost in vain
The misery, the heartbreak, terrible terrain.
There was no question of holding back, hesitating
Those able in body and mind gladly participating
Placing a heavy burden on loved ones, left behind
Strengthening many an emotional tie that did bind.
Noise of firing guns, mortar bombs, the confusion
The dying, the dead, chaos, no mere illusion
Friends buddies, comrades, before their eyes wiped out
That was the price they paid, staving off a total rout.
As the ANZACS, heads held high, proudly march by
The air is charged with emotion, some even cry
In memory of a loved one, husband, sister, brother
ANZAC day, my friends, is not like any other.
Note: Sergeant Gilbert is well known on the Internet and among patriotic Web sites for his writings. We honor Sergeant Gilbert's family and their sacrifice. We support Corporal Gilbert and applaud his service and sacrifice. We also thank people like Richard Carlson, US Navy (Ret.), and his wife Merlene, for bringing Sergeant Gilbert's message to the public that supports American soldiers.
We all came together,
Both young and old
To fight for our freedom,
To stand and be bold.
In the midst of all evil,
We stand our ground,
And we protect our country
From all terror around.
Peace and not war,
Is what some people say.
But I'll give my life,
So you can live the American way.
I give you the right To talk of your peace. To stand in your groups, and protest in our streets.
But still I fight on, I don't bitch, I don't whine. I'm just one of the people Who is doing your time.
I'm harder than nails, Stronger than any machine. I'm the immortal soldier, I'm a U.S. MARINE!
So stand in my shoes, And leave from your home. Fight for the people who hate you, With the protests they've shown.
Fight for the stranger, Fight for the young. So they all may have, The greatest freedom you've won.
Fight for the sick, Fight for the poor Fight for the cripple, Who lives next door.
But when your time comes, Do what I've done. For if you stand up for freedom, You'll stand when the fight's done.
I hear the people say you are a hero
But it's hard for me to think of you that way.
For when I close my eyes and see you in my mind,
I only see my little boy and that is how you'll stay.
The uniform you wear today is different from the rest,
But reminds me of the other uniforms you've worn in the past.
You loved karate and sports, and worked so hard in Scouts.
All those little boy uniforms were put away much too fast.
I hear the flapping of the flag as it hangs there in the wind.
Again, I close my eyes and let the rhythm take me back.
There you are on stage with all the other kids from class;
Almost falling off the stand and giving me a heart attack.
When you were home on leave I'd sometimes hear you sing Cadence.
The words were different in your song but the voice was strong and clear.
You grew up and flew the nest even though I tried to hold on to you tight.
Wish I could have protected you more; could have kept you always near.
I hear the music drifting as if it's coming from a far off land.
It's way different from the rock and roll you'd have blasting in the car.
Sometimes I'd have to yell at you to turn your stereo down
But I wish I would of saved up all that noise in a jar to open up
And let some out in these quiet days when no one is around.
I hate that there is no more places that we must rush to be.
No more stages for you to walk across or sounds for you to make.
I hate I had to let you go and live so far away.
I hate an enemies' bullet from you your life did take.
I pray you are in Heaven now with other soldier angels.
And as I try to leave vengeance in the hands of God,
I say to you, "You will never be forgotten, my son, my hero,
Even though you now rest beneath this sod."
I give my complete and unwavering support
to my soldier. As my son serves the people
of the United States, so I humbly offer up
my prayers for his safety and the safety
and health of those he serves beside.
I respect his choice to adhere to a strict
moral code and a system of values that has
preserved our country for over two
centuries. I accept that my soldier's
first duty is to his country and I
understand that this sacrifice he
willingly makes is what keeps our
nation great.
I will never expect anything but the best
from my soldier, for I know that he is
capable. I know that a soldier's heart
is true and strong, and that my soldier
will endure.
I will never abandon my soldier,my son,
my love. I will love him unconditionally.
He will know I am there for him, even
when he is alone.
I am disciplined, emotionally and mentally
tough, learning to wait for phone calls
and letters or emails home. I, like my
soldier, am an expert.
I stand ready to do whatever I can do to
let my son, my soldier, know that we are
here for him, beside him, we love him and
I will pray for the swift destruction of
the enemies of our country. I am the
person who stood guardian of this man
who has become my soldier, now Our
Guardian Of Freedom and the American
way of life.
CPL JEREMY GRAHAM, AUSTRALIAN ARMY, 4TH RAR (CMDO) WAS LOST TO HIS
BROTHERS RECENTLY WHILE SERVING IN AFGHANISTAN. HE LEAVES BEHIND A WIFE AND
2 DAUGHTERS. THIS POEM IS WRITTEN FOR HIM.
FALLEN WARRIOR
A WARRIOR FELL TODAY
HOW HE IS REMEMBERED IS UP TO YOU
HOW WILL YOU REMEMBER HM?
WILL YOU REMEMBER THE WARRIOR?
WILL YOU REMEMBER THE HUSBAND?
WILL YOU REMEMBER THE FATHER?
WILL YOU REMEMBER THE SON?
WILL YOU REMEMBER THE BROTHER?
WILL YOU REMEMBER THE FRIEND?
THE WARRIOR STOOD BEFORE YOU
AND DEFLECTED DANGER BEFORE IT GOT TO YOU
HE DIDNT ASK FOR YOUR THANKS
HE DIDNT ASK FOR YOUR PRAISE
IT WAS SECOND NATURE TO HIM
THAT THIS DAY MIGHT HAPPEN WAS BEFORE HIM
AND STILL HE STOOD THERE
THE HUSBAND WAS THE MAN WHO LOVED HIS WIFE
HE TOO STOOD BEFORE HER AND DEFLECTED DANGER FROM HER
IT WAS SECOND NATURE TO HIM, HE DID IT WITHOUT THINKING
HER LOVE FOR HIM WAS ALL THE THANKS HE EVER NEEDED
HE LOVED TO MAKE HER HAPPY
THE FATHER WATCHED AFTER HIS CHILDREN
HE WATCHED THEM LIKE A WOLF PROTECTING ITS LITTER
DELIGHTING IN THIER SMILES AND LAUGHTER
HE ENJOYED PLAYING WITH THEM AND MAKING THEM HAPPY
HE MADE SURE THEY HAD THE BEST HE COULD AFFORD
GOING WITHOUT HIMSELF TO ACCOMPLISH THAT GOAL
TEACHING THEM RIGHT AND WRONG, WATCHING THEM GROW
THE SON WAS THE MAN WHO MADE HIS PARENTS PROUD
HE WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEM
THEY REJOICED IN ALL HE DID, THEY HELPED HIM GROW
THEY WATCHED HIM TRANSFORM INTO A MAN RIGHT BEFORE THIER EYES
MOVING FROM BABY TO LITTLE BOY TO TEEN AND INTO MAN
HE LOVED SEEING HIS PARENTS HAPPY AND ALWAYS DID HIS BEST
WHAT HE WAS AND WHAT HE STOOD FOR MADE THEM PROUD
THE BROTHER WAS THE MAN WHO WATCHED AFTER HIS SIBLINGS
HE PLAYED WITH THEM AND BICKERED WITH THEM AS WELL
THEY DIDNT ALWAYS AGREE BUT THEY LOVED EACH OTHER
HE STRIVED TO HELP THEM, AND THEY STROVE TO HELP HIM
HE LOVED TO BE AROUND THEM AND MISSED THEM WHEN HE COULDNT BE THERE
THIER BOND NO ONE COULD BREAK
THE FRIEND WAS ALWAYS THERE FOR YOU
YOU COULD COUNT ON HIM IN A PINCH
CALL HIM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND HE ALWAYS ANSWERED
HE WAS THERE WHEN YOU NEEDED A SHOULDER TO CRY ON
HE WAS THERE TO CELEBRATE YOUR ACCOMPLISHMENTS
HE BACKED YOU UP WHEN YOU GOT IN OVER YOUR HEAD
AND ASKED FOR NOTHING IN RETURN
WHICH PART OF HIM WILL YOU REMEMBER
I CHOOSE TO REMEMBER THEM ALL
EACH AND EVERY PART MADE HIM WHAT HE WAS
I NEVER MET HIM BUT A BROTHER TO ME HAS BEEN LOST
HE WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED
MY BROTHER HAS FALLEN BUT HE IS NOT FORGOT
JOE TOLEDO
SGT USMC 1987 - 1993
SGT US ARMY 1993 -2000
