"Dear Lord, before I close my eyes to sleep, I pray
thee, Lord, his soul to keep. Keep him here, safe and sound. Keep his boots on
American grounds. Allow him trips to go back home. Give us time for our love to
grow. But when the day comes, and we're oceans a part, give him peace to calm
his heart, give him sleep to ease his soul, and keep his eye on the goal. Show
him miracles throughout each day, so he knows that I am continuing to pray.
Surround him with angels and watch over his bed. Keep him safe so his blood
isn't shed. Give him the strength to survive each day, knowing your grace is
never far away. Provide him with memories of me by his side, so he never once
doubts that I remain SEMPER FI. You see, Lord, this Marine is my friend, my
love, my life... and I pray for the day that he calls me his wife. I know he
must first serve your purpose, so I sit and patiently wait... But if something
happened to him let him enter your gates, because you see.. God, he is a
selfless and sacrificing man, he's already given so much for the people of this
land. My lips he can not kiss, and my arms he can not embrace, he sleeps alone
in his rack in a bare and confined place. He's missed his mom's cooking and the
hugs from his nephews too, this is why he is part of "THE PROUD AND THE
FEW." So please reserve his pass, tell Peter to let him in, he's already
gone though hell, don't make him go again... But please don't take him from me
yet, Afghanistan and heaven can wait, I need to grow old with him, I want to join him
at the gates. Can't you see dear Lord? As true as it already seems, I can't
live my life... Not without my Marine. AMEN!!!"
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