My sons wrote this poem several years ago. Someone reminded me of it yesterday and asked for a copy so I just decided to post it here.
For My Soldier Daddy
by Matthew & Zechariah Allor
My Daddy couldn’t be here
cause he’s too far away.
I know he would have liked to come,
to share this special day.
His country said they needed him
and he prepared to go—
“When freedom’s on the line, ” he said,
“you don’t tell freedom No.”
He lives out in the desert
and sleeps out in the sand;
His helmet is his pillow,
his rifle’s in his hand.
Some nights he doesn’t sleep at all
he lays there in the dark,
listening to the bombs explode
watching gunfire sparks.
He walks the streets of Baghdad
not knowing what he’ll find
He knows that it is dangerous
but says he doesn’t mind.
He fights with those who need his help
to try to take a stand
against the cruel terrorists
and bullies in their land.
Some people called my Dad a pawn
in President Bush’s game
They scream that war is hateful—
Well, they should be ashamed.
Those people with their protest signs
I don’t think understand
Daddy went of his free will.
He’s just that kind of man.
He fights to give us liberties
and not just me & you—
He fights for those he’s never met
cause that’s what soldiers do.
I’m proud of my Daddy
and all that he’s gone through.
I wish that he could be here
But he’s got a job to do.
So on this Father’s Day
I hope you’ll say a prayer
for men like my Daddy
who fight because they care.
I hope that you’ll remember
his honor & bravery
are gifts that he is sharing
so others might live free.
Livin4Jesus 