Thursday, 8 April 2010

Bring home the soldiers

My Daddy came home today.
He had to fight with guns
But now he’s left us, gone away
I love him tons.
He lost in a fight
He was brave
It was all over in one night.
To this country he is no longer a slave.
Mother says we must enjoy our Life.
She cries.
The sadness stabs like a knife.
But in our minds he still survives
It’s sad but I’m not alone.
Lots of people want to bring the soldiers home.

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