War-Born Lullaby

I hear a mother softly cry As she sings a war-born lullaby. The song of a father who went away, To give freedom one more day. He promised that he would return, Return from watching evil burn. It was a promise he could not keep, As now he sleeps an eternal sleep. He gave his life so his child could see, A land of freedom and liberty. His body now rests beneath green grass, His medals and picture behind clear glass. His soul, however, is not gone. His ideas and dreams are carried on. She sings the song of war’s high cost. She sings the song of freedom not lost. She sings of a father’s sacrifice, For his country and family he gave his life.