Eighteen years old, and off to war
Hearing stories of blood and gore
12 weeks training, then into the throes
Are we ever really ready, who knows
Family and friends waiting back home
Concerned that we are all alone
Nervous and unsure, we find a friend
To watch over each other’s rear end
Focusing on the task at hand
Survival, we all understand
Bonding to become a team
Each person sharing a dream
Do your job, watch your back
Pull your weight, never slack
Show good spirit, tell a joke
Give friends a soothing stroke
Make the best of it you can
Comfort each and every man
You’re never really all alone
Love and honor is often shown
It does not take long to learn
That everyone will not return
War will always claim its toll
With the dead, and not quite whole
Your thoughts and prayers from home
Comfort soldiers to feel less alone
Remember the ones who died
With loving memories and pride
My heart goes out to all the veterans and families of veterans,
May the world always remember the sacrifices these people made.
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