Soldier
Soldier, Soldier fight for me
your pain and sorrow put aside
that we can have tomorrow and tomorrows
cunning eyes, hands, and minds
weave protection for the child
Shelter, shoulder us from harm
from the cold a place thats warm
in the winter from the storm
for all a childs tomorrows that may be
give yours to make them free
Soldier, Soldier live for me
Copyright 11/02/98 Unpublished Works William M. Shannon