THE WAR
My dad had to go to Iraq
I don't know when he will be back.
He's a soldier and has to go to war
In another country that's very far.
Many will return with physical scars
Many lives will be lost in this war.
My mom is coping with so much stress
She tries to protect us, and do her best.
When dad left my sister was learning to crawl
Now she is drawing pictures on the wall.
We can't always talk to him on the phone
We know that he loves us, and soon will be home.
Every night we pray before we go to sleep
We always ask God to guide his feet.
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