Poetry

AS I SIT….

 AS I SIT….

As I sit here tonight
I have come to believe
I have bottled my heart and sent it to sea
I tucked it away in my sailors bag
As he had to go and defend the Flag.

Yes my dear Sailor
Although I am sad
You stand for our Nation, Our Freedom, and Our Flag.

I will not sit here and cry today
Instead I will smile
With pride when I say

I love you my Sailor
For the job that you do
You make your nation and me proud too.


I love you Chuck…


Written by, Cheryl A. Brandt


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