A Soldier's Confession (I mean this sweet)
When I get back to the one I love,
I swear by God above,
That I'll never gripe and never complain,
About the little things that I fail to gain.
A much needed lesson has been taught to me,
And I've learned how pretty some things could be.
The love of a wife so wonderful as you,
Is the most precious thing that I ever knew.
And a home with all its comforts and joys,
And maybe a family, say a couple of boys. (1 girl and 1 boy, HA)
If I have just these my cup will be full,
And I'll have the world on a down hill pull.
If some little thing jerks me and starts me to rage,
Just haul out a club and this little page.
Just whack me across the seat of my pants,
And remind me of the days that I spent in France. (Germany)
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