The Old Soldier

Just a boy, several years back As for a care, he had none until that day Uncle Sam said, he had to go, so the note said A boy into a man he would grow It was his duty, that is why he went away Tear in his mother's eyes, as the note she read To a battle field in a far off land, he did not know The wounded, flag covered caskets, bullets and bombs And all the terrible things he would see He had to keep his country fee, he had to fight the foe Every second was like a thousand Vietnam 's Wondering why God, all this misery What he saw in battle, he could never forget They were in his dreams, each and every night The memories he brought back home yesterday The war would never quit He could not bury them or put them out of sight' No matter how hard he would pray And of all the terrible things, there was no healing Or all the hurt, that never goes away Praying God would give him an answer And stop this terrible feeling And help him make it through an another day He was just twenty years old...........THE OLD SOLDIER