The Sailor By: Karen l. Campbell
A young man stood there all alone at a bus stop in the snow Duty called just days before, it was his now his time to go. It was his eighteenth birthday; a sailor soon he'd be He'd then defend his freedom, and he'd brave the deep blue sea.
His life had been a struggle his woes now left behind, he looked To new adventures he knew he soon would find. He was assigned a battleship; a safe ship so they say The safe ship proved otherwise upon that fateful day.
The silence of a Sunday morn: suddenly did cease, when Japan bombed the USA; and took away the peace. Before the struggle started it seemed the fight had passed And as the smoke cleared overhead; the sailor's lot was cast.
He survived that fateful morning, so many lives were lost, A lifetime full of haunted dreams, it seemed so great a cost. But he went on the sailor did, to face another day As he conquered life's hardships he faced along the way.
The sailor left the navy, for he had served his time, But memories of that woeful morn, were always on his mind. A husband and a father, became the sailors life His greatest joy his family and his wife.
Countless kids along the way, he told his story to Not to brag or boast you see, just so that they knew. To remember Pearl Harbor. Keep America alert, So they would never know the pain, would never know the hurt. That war would bring, and cause the scar, within the sailor's soul He never wanted anyone to have to pay that toll.
Slowly as the years did pass the sailor he grew old He left his family and the world, with memories to hold. A hero to us all he'd been, we will miss his loving touch We miss his voice, we miss his smile, and we miss him so very much.
So if you hear our anthem or see our flag wave high Remember all the sailors who fought the fight and died. And remember my brave sailor wherever he may roam, Sailing ships the world over, for god has called him home. |