~ Easter in Iraq ~

The sun beats down on the sands of Iraq
Yet, our brave soldiers keep fighting back
At night they write letters to their loved ones
Never knowing if it will be the last chat.

All their sweethearts, wives, mothers,
And the little children they leave,
How do they let them know,
It may be the last time they speak.

On Easter day while all the family and friends
Try to have a good Easter time
Young men walk on the sand,
Praying they do not step on a mine.

On this special day,
The gifts are sent in such beautiful ways
So do not think of the mud on their clothes
Or the fright on their face.

For in the name of freedom, they sing
Deep within, their gift of peace can be found,
At Easter they will still hear the church bells ring
They know the hope of Easter always abounds
Making life easier to go on
With their faith in God's love to rest upon
May 2005 bring an end to the war
Our soldiers keep shining, they know their call.

Linda Ann Henry © 2005
Do you remember me
The people's poet

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