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My father is very far away

in a place they call Iraq.

Mother helps us say our prayers

as we ask that he may be safe until he can come back.

He walks the war torn streets

in a city filled with debris.

To keep other children safe

from an evil no one can see.

Sometimes he gets to call us

to say he's doing fine.

He doesn't get to talk for long

as other soldiers wait in line.

Mom reads to us his letters

explaining what is done.

How Iraq will be a better place

once this war is won.

No one will be mistreated

and all can go to school.

The people will have more freedom

from a different kind of government's rule.

So we'll keep praying for the safety

of my daddy and his fellow troops,stationed over there.

That they may make a difference while deployed so far away

by knowing we at home support them with and keep them in our prayers.






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