Shortly after 9/11 the president told of a little girl who wrote him a letter.
This peom (I wrote it as a song) was inspired by that letter.
But I stand tall and proud.
When we say our anthem, I say it real loud.
My daddy's going off to war,
For freedom, you see,
He and the others will help us stay free.
I give him to you, I give my daddy to you.
I know we must keep our country free, but,
Please keep him safe for me.
He's not in this fight alone,
And I know he might not come home,
But still Mr. President, I give my daddy to you.
My mommy said smile and be brave,
As we waved our last good-bye's
She said, "Don't let him see the tears in our eyes."
I give him to you, I give my daddy to you.
I know we must keep our country free, but,
Please keep him safe for me.
I can pretend I feel him tuck me in at night,
And hold me tenderly.
I pray that wherever he may be,
God will send him home safe to me.
I give him to you, I give my daddy to you.
I know we must keep our country free, but,
Please keep him safe for me.
Poetry by John Lockawich
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Written on 2006-11-25 at 23:01
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This peom (I wrote it as a song) was inspired by that letter.
I Give My Daddy To You
Dear Mr. President, I'm just a little child,But I stand tall and proud.
When we say our anthem, I say it real loud.
My daddy's going off to war,
For freedom, you see,
He and the others will help us stay free.
I give him to you, I give my daddy to you.
I know we must keep our country free, but,
Please keep him safe for me.
He's not in this fight alone,
And I know he might not come home,
But still Mr. President, I give my daddy to you.
My mommy said smile and be brave,
As we waved our last good-bye's
She said, "Don't let him see the tears in our eyes."
I give him to you, I give my daddy to you.
I know we must keep our country free, but,
Please keep him safe for me.
I can pretend I feel him tuck me in at night,
And hold me tenderly.
I pray that wherever he may be,
God will send him home safe to me.
I give him to you, I give my daddy to you.
I know we must keep our country free, but,
Please keep him safe for me.
Poetry by John Lockawich
Read 542 times
Written on 2006-11-25 at 23:01
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