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Please Lord: a Soldier's Prayer

Please Lord: A Soldier's Prayer Dear Lord, Please tell my son that I was sorry that I was not there when he was born Tell him that missed his first step and the first time he said "dada" Tell him that his first day of school was a story his mommy told me in a letter from home Let him know that I wish I could be there to play catch with him on a hot summer day and I will not be the one to cheer him when he pitches his first no-hitter. I will not see the light in his eye when he brings home his first of many true loves and I will not be there when he finally chooses the one I will not be there to hear his son scream at the first moment of life. and "papa" will not be there to hold him. Dear Lord, please do not tell him that you last saw me I was laying face down in Iraqi sand stained with my blood but make sure to tell him that with my last breath I said for you to tell him that I love him.

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