This was written soon after Sept. 11 after the bombing of the World Trade Center towers.
An Angel Came To Me
Last night as I was sleeping, an angel came to me,
And told me of a war a coming, a battle yet to be.
With thunder in his voice and fire in his eyes he asked,
Where do you want to be, when America calls you, to fight for freedom, and demacrocy?
Wars have been fought, and sacrefices made,
For our country, our heartland, the good old USA.
Loved ones will pay a price, for the ones that don't return.
But you will not be forgotten, and your life won't be in vain,
As we hold the treasured freedom, your sacrefices gave.
Cheer up, for now's the time to go.
Say good-bye to your loved ones, for this may be your last!
You are America's defenders and you must be the ones,
To protect America, until this war is won.
Freedom Vet |
