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May 06, 2006
Poem for a Marine child
Deployment brings out the inner philosopher and poet in many Marines. They may be hard as nails on the outside but they have soft hearts . . . especially when a little one calls him Daddy. This poem is, as yet, untitled but is a testament to the love of a Marine for his child . . . and vice versa.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
My daddy's gone away real far.Proud to answer his country's call,
He had to leave us early last fall.With his cammies, boots, and ruck on his back,
he kissed us goodbye and left for Iraq.Convoys, watches, and IED sweeps,
No time for play and no time for sleep.Scorched in the day, froze in the night,
He endures it all and stands for the fight.No shiny medals or special recognition,
To him all that matters is a successful mission.He fights to keep me safe at play,
Free from the terrorists' harmful way.For his brothers-in-arms he'd give his life,
So they could go home to their kids and wife.Days, weeks, and months have passed.
He's set to come home to me at last.There is one thing you can guarantee:
My daddy's a real life hero to me.Clothed in desert brown and olive green,
My daddy's a US Recon Marine.- M. Ramos, 1st Recon Battalion
Posted by Deb at May 6, 2006 03:57 PM
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That's great...I sent out the Marine's Night Before Christmas Poem in my Christmas cards while my brother was on his second deployment. Everyone commented to me how touching it was. Your poem brought a tear to my eye.
Thanks for all you do...I read your site everyday!
On a lighter note, I was out to dinner last night here in San Diego, home to my favorite Marines--Camp Pendleton!!--and a young Marine stepped up next to me at the bar. I almost instinctively knew it was a Marine without even looking. I turned and looked at him, not a day over 21, with a five dollar bill in his hand and asked him before the bartender could what he was drinking. He said Miller Lite, and I said, I am buying your drink for you tonight. He smiled and said Thank you ma'am. I said, no, thank you.
I hope I never miss an opportunity to say thank you to any Marine for what they do. Including my brother and all his "brothers".
Thank you for what you do.
Noelle Franzen, Carlsbad, CA
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