9-11-03

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Two years ago

You took our security

Never had we fathomed

Taking my brother with you

He is now fighting for our freedom

In a land he shouldn't be

Cursing thanks for

The disentary

I pray everyday

For his safe return

As all soldiers fight in foreign lands

As they lead

A new path

To our freedom



God bless you Derek, I love you!



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It's always hard when a loved one has to go away. This is a beautiful poem.