Daughter of Veteran
Daughter of Veteran
Being born in to the arms of Veteran of Vietnam was a blessing to my father as told to me I was his baby girl with eyes of blue like my beauitful mom you see.
Dad hand was sturn and command was strong but boy oh boy I soliders daughter no doubt I stand at the face of life storms and duck and dive like it my
duty to stand strong at the front line ready to defend and honor like my father did the day he sign up to be a solider over 30 years no hestianted no question when freedom of America is at risk be ready to dance with the great world armed with the warriors heart and defenders soul to take on this great war how to take care of the wounded and broken that come home cause the boys and girls that went away didn't come home the same. Lost boys became men with in a few short weeks and there minds with never be the same on how the world should see them the bullied became stronger then once said know they use there hands the bars jail will be there next home or shelter cause killing is what they may only know. To serve and be served after a war and come home to know nothing to be the same again cause this ran in your blood and wonder lust to leave and not be seen again cause no one know the sights and sounds that rage in mind and soul cause a war changes the person with in the shell that was left to fend what storm of destroyed in its great path.
God Bless the Men and Women on the line out on foot in the air and behinded the desk you save us all day after day so we can sleep at night. Red,White, and Blue runs forever in the veins of a Veteran and his family.
Copyright © Cassandra Durkatz | Year Posted 2016
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