He huddles alone, to watch the blasting faraway bombs, He hungers, the simple taste of ham & potato salad and home.
She huddles alone in the dark, Gun near her side she cries, She hungers for his touch as she kneels under distant skies.
They sacrificed alone, For freedom for one and all, For many thier love flows deep, they take the call.
He believes in Gods Glory, She once knelt in the church pews. He once run about neighborhood streets, Not a stranger or one another did they ever meet, But they both heard the call. Though God gives life freely, The heroic, risk to give theirs for freedom.
Linda Terrell July 4, 2010
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