Wednesday, December 03, 2008

More old email stuff...

Here's some more poems:

The Silent Ranks
Author Unknown



I wear no uniforms, no blues or whites,
But I am in the Navy cause I am his wife.
I'm in the ranks that are rarely seen,
I have no rank upon my shoulders.
Salutes I do not give.
But the military world is the place where I live.
I'm not in the chain of command, Orders I do not get.
But my husband is the one who does, this I can not forget.
I'm not the one who fires the weapon, who puts my life on the line.
But my job is just as tough. I'm the one who's left behind. 
My husband is a patriot, a brave and prideful man. 
And the call to serve his country not all can understand.
Behind the lines I see the things needed to keep this country free.
My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me.
I love the man I married. Soldiering is his life.
But I stand among the silent ranks known as the Navy Wife.


 If Daddy Says Goodbye
By Kathleen Iversen 

All daddies are special in their own way. 

Some daddies ride tractors and work on a farm. 
Some daddies drive fire trucks and sound the alarm. 
Some daddies are great chefs and can make dessert. 
Some daddies play the bagpipes and wear a plaid skirt! 

Daddies can do a lot of things. 

What does your daddy do? 

Some daddies drive noisy tanks that growl and grumble. 
Some daddies fly jet planes that roar and rumble. 
Some daddies hike in forests that are dark and damp. 

Some daddies march in boots that stomp and stamp. 

These daddies wear green and are in the Army or Marines. 
There are daddies in the Navy, Coast Guard and Air Force too. 
They fly planes and sail across the oceans and skies of blue. 
They all work hard keeping our great country safe and serene. 

Daddies can do a lot of things. 

Some daddies have to leave home and go far away. 
That's how they care for you, in their own special way. 
If your daddy leaves and he kisses you goodbye, 
remember these words and dry the tears from your eyes. 

When your daddy leaves and the two of you are apart
He places a tiny little picture of you in his heart. 
Everyday no matter where he is, 
His soul will whisper these words to the wind. 

I will always love you no matter where I go. 
I am part of you and you are part of me. 

That's something I'll always know. 
Try not to worry, don't be sad. 
You'll always be my baby 
And I'l always be your dad.

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