He’s often gone away
To some far off country
Where he has to stay
I really miss my Daddy
And I’m not sure what he does
Except he helps other people
Who need him very much
At night when I say my prayers
I ask to keep Daddy safe
So that he can come home to us
And sit in his favorite place.
Sometimes I can hear Mommy cry
When she thinks I’m asleep
I know she misses Daddy
and her sadness hurts real deep
I know that a day may come
When Daddy won’t come home
and it scares me even thinking
that we will be alone.
My Daddy is a Marine
He’s often gone away
And I am so very proud of him
each and everyday.
Come home to us Daddy
When your job is done
I know that those people need you
But they aren’t the only ones!
Friday, September 14, 2007
My Daddy is a Marine
My Daddy is a Marine
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