THE SOLDIER
It is five in the morning—like every other day
The same bed, same form, same things to say
Until I remember we are nearing a new year
Could today be the day? We might break out the beer
Passing the calendar, a glance is all I need
Just a little hope so my heart will not bleed
Maybe a phone call or letter to mom
Anything but thinking of guns or a bomb
Maybe the captain will put up a tree
Anything festive so everyone will see
It’s time to remember what we’re fighting for
All the many reasons why we go to war
And know America isn’t the only one
To give to her people, and sacrifice a son
Tis the season to give, and give up your life
If only for protecting and loving your wife
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