TITLE: Bloodstains On the Desert Sand
By David F. Palmieri Sr.
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Bloodstains On the Desert Sand
By: Dave Palmieri
Somewhere in a foreign land,
are bloodstains on the desert sand.
Another fallen soldier lay,
and thinks of loved ones far away.
He knows he’ll never see their face,
or hold them in a fond embrace.
He knows his time on earth is done,
and soon he’ll be with God’s own Son.
He fought for freedom as we know,
he did his best it’s time to go.
Just like his dad he fought so proud,
his memory whispers clear and loud.
“Freedom has a price my son,
not pleasant, but it must be done.
God has blessed us in this land,
and as you fight He’ll guide your hand.”
Now as the sun sets in the sky,
he laid his head and there he died.
He fought for us here in this land,
and gave his life there on that sand.
We thank you for your sacrifice,
all you dads, and moms, and wives.
You children, brothers, sisters too,
your loved one died for me and you.
I know that doesn’t help your pain,
and I could not with words explain.
My prayers and thanks go hand in hand,
you gave your best for this great land.
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