Visions
Good Night Soldier
I remember World War II,
I remember a dumb,
little eight year old kid
who went to sleep
after hearing Judy Canova
end her radio show with:
"Goodnight soldier,
wherever you may be!"
This dumb little kid wondered
where all this was going!
Would we be invaded?
I remember my brother in law
scrambling for his plane
at Pearl Harbor,
so filled with shrapnel
he spent the war in a military hospital.
I remember Doolittle's raid on Tokyo,
guys reaching out of troop train windows
to kiss their sweethearts goodbye,
raising the flag on Iwo Jima,
the crowd in Times Square
when victory came!
Thank you!
All you who served
our country:
on land,
on the sea
and in the air,
Thank you!
I remember a dumb,
little eight year old kid
who went to sleep
after hearing Judy Canova
end her radio show with:
"Goodnight soldier,
wherever you may be!"
This dumb little kid wondered
where all this was going!
Would we be invaded?
I remember my brother in law
scrambling for his plane
at Pearl Harbor,
so filled with shrapnel
he spent the war in a military hospital.
I remember Doolittle's raid on Tokyo,
guys reaching out of troop train windows
to kiss their sweethearts goodbye,
raising the flag on Iwo Jima,
the crowd in Times Square
when victory came!
Thank you!
All you who served
our country:
on land,
on the sea
and in the air,
Thank you!
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