Momma Was A Soldier ~ Anchored In Him












I woke up one bright morning
And I heard my momma say,
I heard her telling Daddy
She had to leave that day

I knew that she'd be gone awhile
Just like she was before . . .
And I looked with love, upon her face
As she walked out the door

Oh, Daddy did the best he could
He was so kind and good
I think he tried to make up for times
When Momma left me behind

You see . . . she is a soldier
She must go when duty calls
But she doesn't know I don't understand
All those papers on the wall

The last time Momma left us
My tears began to fall
She told me not to cry . . . be brave
And watch the papers on the wall

That she'd be back to love me
And we'd laugh and play again
That she'd be leaving messages
Until we'd meet again

She loved to serve her country
T' Was so I could be free
My Momma was a soldier first
And then a mother to me

Momma always said "duty, honor, country"
God called momma home, now I am alone
Even though I am alone, before she left
She told me someday we will all be by God's throne

Now she is an angel
Her plane crashed in the sea
She won't be coming back
To laugh and play with me

Yes, Momma was a soldier
She stood brave and tall
Now all I have to play with
Is her medals on the wall

Jene' Lind
 © August 18, 2004
A special thanks to Jene' for this
lovely poem, contact Jene here.
God bless you my Sister In Christ

"Poor is the nation that has no heroes, but BEGGARD is the nation that has and FORGETS THEM ! ! !"


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Celine Dion
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