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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Our America, our lives.


We feel guilt

WE feel pain

It is power we all want to gain

To never remember what we built

To always remember what one asked to borrow

And never to be together to feel the sorrow

I pledge to be as one

To love both the daughter and the son

To be an American through and through

To never tell anything that isn't true

To always be there for my flag

Even though somedays may be a drag

To always thank my fellow troops

For being unselfish and becoming more than a group

For being our guides

And fighting by our sides

Not all make it home to us

But they do make it home to Jesus

We should thank them for what they do

This is the way they show America, " I love you"

God bless the troops

And pray that you are good enough to be in one of their groups

Submitted: October 08, 2009

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