Monday, March 27, 2017

The Soldier

Here upon this hill I stand
Somewhere within this far off land
Far away from my home
How I miss my loved ones so
My country has called
There is no turning back
The slightest courage I do not lack
Every time I feel the hint of fear
I think of my loved ones
I hold their love near

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