The Soldier

A soldier came to me in my dreams lastnight.

He stood tall and brave in a beautiful beam of light.

His hair was dark and full of grains of sand.

He told me he was fighting on Iraqi lands

Fighting for freedom for you and I

Fighting to keep safe all american lives

Softly I asked him where he came from

Fort Hood 4'th ID , then he held up his thumb

Held so high, in his other hand

Good Old Glory waving in the wind

He looked at me with tears in his eyes

Pulled out of his pocket a picture of his kids and his wife

If you could do me just one small favor

Tell my wife i love them and i shall return home later

I must go now and help fight this war

Rid all of the terroists, so they can't strike our country anymore

Slowly he then turned and walked away

I heard his voice and this is what i heard him say

Tell my friends and loved ones back at home

I am okay and never am i alone

My soldier buddies are always near

Brothers we are he said this loud and clear

Fighting for our country is worth it all

Even if it means this soldier might have to fall

My dream ended with a warm and beautiful suprise

This is when i saw Jesus walking by this brave soldiers side

I then opend my eyes and hit my knees

Thanking the Lord for protecting our Troops overseas

Written by E.McIntosh 4/3/03 aka MotherOfAll

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