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He was a quiet boy with no thoughts of fighting,
But time to take a stand.
Stop spinning wheels and break his old habits,
Go off to be a man.
While other kids went to school and they partied,
My boy went to war.
Standing straight and tall, his confidence growing,
Not a quiet boy anymore.
It was adventure in patriotism,
I’m the proudest dad in this town.
Service would surely lift him up,
Not cut him down, not cut him down.
Our country’s mission soon became his passion,
Committed to this fight.
Freedom for every man and woman,
He tried to do what’s right.
New buddies soon became his band of brothers,
They fought there side by side.
Devoted to our land and each other,
They fought this war with pride.
But then his letters and his phone calls changed,
And then there were no more.
So many days and nights without any word,
Then a knock on our front door.
The soldier held his hat and bowed his head,
Then sad eyes looked at me.
I said, “Please say my boy is alright.”
And he got down on one knee.
Chorus…“far away from home…”