Thursday, February 17, 2011

A United States Marine

I was reading Rebecca's blog & stumbled across a poem that she had decided to borrow it & share it with you all. It is a great poem, my husband loves what it says especially the line about St. Peter.

I hope you are able to enjoy it.....

"A United States Marine"

His uniform is different,
The best you've ever seen.
The Germans call him Devil Dog,
His real name is Marine.
He was born on Parris Island,
The place where God forgot.
The sand is 18 inches deep,
The sun is blazing hot.
And everyday he'll wake up,
Before the rising sun.
He'll run a hundred miles or more,
Before the day is done.
He's deadly with a rifle,
A bayonet made of steel.
He's took the Devils calling card,
He's mastered how to kill.
And when he gets to heaven,
St. Peter he will tell.
One more Marine reporting Sir,
I've served my time in hell.
So listen all you young girls,
To what I have to say.
Go out and find a young marine,
To love you everyday.
He'll hug you and he'll kiss you,
And treat you like a queen.
There is no better fighting man,

This is MY MARINE!!!

I love you Angel & you will always be my HERO!


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