I am a small and precious child,
My dad's been sent to fight.
The only place I'll see him is in my dreams tonight.
He will be gone too many days
For my little brain to count.
I may be sad, but I am PROUD.
My daddy's got your back.
I'm a Soldier Dad. Son of a Soldier Dad. Son of a farmer from Ohio. Son of a German immigrant who served in the Civil War, a butcher from near Berlin. My children are grown and yet the fight...
Soldier Daddy
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2008 with permission of the Author.
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