>Subject: I got your back--soldiers poem
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> >I Got Your Back
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> >I am a small and precious child, my dad's been sent to fight.
> >The only place I'll see his face is in my dreams at night.
> >He will be gone too many days for my young mind to keep track.
> >I may be sad, but I am proud.
> >My daddy's got your back.
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> >I am a caring mother. My son has gone to war.
> >My mind is filled with worries that I have never known before.
> >Every day I try to keep my thoughts from turning black.
> >I may be scared, but I am proud.
> >My son has got your back.
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> >I am a soldier's sister, my brother's out at sea.
> >He's on his way to Iraq today, to fight for you and me.
> >I pray for him each day and night, my voice will often crack.
> >The tears may come, but I am proud.
> >My brother's got your back.
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> >I am a strong and loving wife whose husband's off to war.
> >Often times I'm terrified in ways unknown to me before.
> >I bite my lip and force a smile as I watch my husband leave.
> >My heart may break, but I am proud.
> >My husband's got your back.
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> >I am a soldier . . . serving proud, and standing tall.
> >I fight for freedom, yours and mine, by answering this call.
> >I do my job while knowing the thanks it often lacks.
> >Please say a prayer that I'll come home.
> >It's me whose got your back.
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