Something special... The suitcases at the door, Jose is going to march off to war for his homeland without a date to return. He says to the children, pray often for your father, Im going to miss them, and a worried wife, an agony with the desire to protest. Jose... Who will care for us, and protects us like you have always done. How do I sleep when I used to sleep lying on your chest. Who will start my mornings with charm and kisses, and on Christmas light the little tree, even though I have hope that God will direct your steps. Today its well known that a soldier can fall easily. Who will guarantee me that you will return home, because I see your portrait and it makes me want to cry. Cry over me, cry a bitter story, Jose has to leave. A soldier in battle without knowing his fate. He says goodbye and says to the youngest dont cry like that, Im coming back soon, and his wife in silence hides her suffering. She has a knot in her throat, but she doesnt want to cry, She knows that weeping heals nothing, and disguises her sorrow with an angelic smile, even though shes dying inside she would like to reproach him. Now tell me who... This one goes out to all those fallen soldiers, the heroes that go to battle for us... May they rest in peace. Happy Veterans Day! :)
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 16:51:29 +0000
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