THE OLD SOLDIER

By Terry Connolly

ON NEW YORK`S OLD STREETS ON A COLD WINTERS EVENING HE LOOKED FOR A DOORWAY TO PUT HIS HEAD DOWN
HIS BELLY WAS EMPTY HIS CLOTHES WERE ALL TATTERED BUT HIS HEAD WAS NOT BOWED AS HE MOVED ON AND ON

FOR HE WAS AN OLD SOLDIER AND HE FOUGHT IN TWO WARS AND HE`D DONE HIS BIT FOR THIS GLORIOUS LAND
BUT SOMEHOW IT SEEMED THAT THE WORLD HAD FORGOTTEN NOW WHERE WAS HIS GLORY AND WHERE WERE HIS FRIENDS

AT EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD HE LEFT TIPPERARY IN SEARCH OF A NEW LIFE IN THE U S OF A
HE JOINED UNCLE SAM`S ARMY AND WAS SENT OFF TO ASIA TO FIGHT FOR A CAUSE HE BELIEVED IN THAT DAY

THEN LATER IN LIFE HE WAS SENT BACKTO ASIA TO FIGHT ONCE AGAIN FOR THE STARS AND THE STRIPES
THE CAUSE WASN`T CLEAR BUT HE WAS A SOLDIER AND HIS DUTY CAME FIRST BEFORE HIS OWN LIFE

NOW HE`S SIXTY YEARS OLD WITH NO JOB OR NO FUTURE JUST MEMORIES OF COMRADES WHO FELL ALL AROUND
BUT HE KNOWS IN HIS HEART THAT WHEN HIS LIFE`S OVER HE WILL MEET THEM AGAIN WHERE ANGELS ABOUND

SO LOOK UP TO THE HEAVENS WHERE GOD TAKES THE HUMBLE AND GIVES THEM HIS LOVE FOR HE IS THEIR FRIEND
FOR HE LOVES US ALL EVEN TIRED OLD SOLDIERS PRAISE HIM AND LOVE......................


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