Faye Sizemore

ON SOLDIERS: A SMALL TOWN VIEW

A soldier holds his country dear
and always puts it ahead of his fear
… That’s what we were taught here
by a lot of good folk who live near

See that couple sittin’ on their porch,
Their son fell carryin’ freedom’s torch
………… He was a hero, killed in Vietnam,
sent home to be buried by Dad and Mom

Old Man Brown, he’s the talk of the town
They say he was a hero long ago in the war
… before he let the drink drag him down,
says he’s got medals shoved in his drawer

The old man over there, who walks with a cane,
… he went to the Army and came home lame
Mary, who waits at the counter in the drug store,
she was a nurse in the war on a foreign shore

Young Bill Macabee, he was in the ROTC
A soldier is what he always wanted to be
Now he’s sent all the way to a land of sand
God willin’, he will make it back to our land

The flag at the courthouse is half mast flyin’
It’s in honor of those who may now be dyin’
We know about soldiers from around here
…… A soldier holds his country dear

…… and always puts it ahead of his fear

Submitted for the April 2003 IWVPA Club Theme Project, “Portrait of a Soldier