Oh Father I give to you my wife who gave her son,
he is one of two, the other life never really begun.
She held him as baby and made his lunch as a boy,
through strife and struggle he still is her pride and joy.
She loves him more than she ever said,
but each and everyday she tucked him into bed.
Watch over him father as he left to serve with much pride,
but please be with my wife who is struggling deep inside.
She taught him well and this will serve as a strong foundation,
but he needs you to perform the duties requested by this nation.
Give him the strength he needs for the tasks set before him,
for my wife awaits to hold him and see him laugh again.
This I humble pray as her husband...
Edward J Ebbs - Winter 2007