a soilders little son

a little 7 year old boy,
down on bended knee,
by his bed side ,late one night,


his momma heard his whispers in the
shadows,as she silently stood by,


dear GOD i know you've gotta a lot
of things too do,but theres only one thing
i ask of you,please bring my daddy home soon

i miss him so ,i havent seen him in a long time,
that you already know,

i want to hug him so very tight,
and have him to tuck me in at night,
to pitch my baseball to me,
momma can't throw not like my daddy


i need him when i go fishing,
down by the creek,my momma don't like
putting worms on the hook,
i want him to read me, my favorite
book, and to play with me,
ride on his back and play horsey,

i like playing with my momma
she fun as she can be,
i guess its just that
every little boy needs their daddy,

and LORD I MISS HIM SO,
he left such a long time ago,

the boy's momma stood silently
brushing the tears from her eyes,

a said so softly poor little guy.

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