| The Price For Peace | 
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| There is a price for most everything;
There is a price for peace.
The price we pay at peace's wage,
At times is what we weep.
For clearer skies, and tearless eyes,
Soldiers fight with no retreat.
That our eagle may fly,
again up high,
So we may embrace freedom's feat.
Some soldiers return,
rugged but saved,
Remembering those given to graves.
But when war cries ring,
the angels sing,
In honor of our brave.
Marines, they sail to unknown lands.
The Air Force echoes its sounds;
Our Army fights a rigid fight,
On unfamiliar grounds.
The Navy with its crew at hand,
Engages from afar.
While our entire nation
And their loved ones,
Send prayers to our soldiers at war.
Each tear is real, each fear is felt,
Each terror is not solitary.
United we stand in giving support
To All soldiers in our military. | By Janet Markey
Copyright 2004 |
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