War comes in many shapes
And its fought in many places
A soldier must do whatever it takes
And he will wear many faces.
A soldier will guard, fight and destroy
And take orders given on down the line
So many horrors he has had to employ
Harming his soul in the meantime.
Nightmares he has had to endure
A cancer that eats at his heart
His soul has such hope for the future
Waiting only a brand new start.
No matter what has gone before
My heart will hold him eternally
His passion and love always giving more
And to my soldier, I surrender me.
Now we fight our battles side by side
Against all oppression and tyranny
Until into the sun we finally collide
It will forever be my soldier and me.
Together is the victory
~ Janet Boyd aka Bee Spit ~