September Day
He went away that September Day
and we all cried in our own way
He stood so very brave and tall
Not showing any fear at all
When we bow our heads at night
We pray that God will hold him tight
That he will take his hand
and lead him thru that foreign land
Until he's home again with us
We know in God that we can trust
Copyright © Kristi Weatherman | Year Posted 2009
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