Russell G. Robison

FAR TOO MANY

Far too many missions
Hoping we would be all right
Far too many prayers
That we’d get through another fight

Far too many moments
When we thought that all was lost
Far too many nightmares
That reminds us of the cost

Far too many days recalling
Others being strong
Far too many voices saying
Time to carry on

Far too often fearing
That today we’d be the one
Far too many nights
We will remember what was done