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| " Unsung HEROES Life " - ( Behind EVERY Soldier ) |
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| There he sits, at a coffee stand Looks like ... an ordinary man. There she goes, in a brand new dress She just got back, did her very best. There he sits, in his faded jeans He's searching for what life really means He's too young to drink, Now, he has no hands He looks like a boy, But, he's SUCH a man! There she sits in her rocking chair With her picture books & his lock of hair Another stands in a worn out dress A promise kept, now laid to rest. There he sits, that's him in the wheelchair Parade's over, folks pass him by Most don't know, don't care But, his medals hang on a mantel piece Near a folded flag, of a son of which He can barely speak. It's 6:00am, he's at the gate A flight to catch, can't be late. Across town she's standing strong As her children cry out "Why's daddy gone?" And, no one knows There goes a HERO passing by No one knows the HEROES left behind. (Chorus between each verse) (Copyright-Susan D. Wiseman) July 4, 2007 (Mp3 Coming soon) |
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| "Christ-Centered Pieces" - Given Gifts" |
| P.O. Box 1591 |
| Fayetteville |
| Ga. |
| 30214-1591 |
| U.S.A. |
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