In a far off land, someone waves a hand
to a loved one left behind
Across the sea, she waits for he
with only memories to ease her mind
Here at home, a child is born
as a life is taken afar
A mother cries, a soldier dies
Thus.....is the sacrifice of war
Beliefs are strong, right or wrong
faith is folded in hand
A flag she'll carry, the soldier we'll bury
with is life, Our freedom stands
Time will pass, the war won't last
families will reunite evermore
We'll remember in stone, brave hearts condone
Thus....is the sacrifice of war...
Joyce Paxton
(soon to be published by Noble House)
Copyright ©2003 Joyce Paxton
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