Soldier To His Mother

Remembering those happy days of youth--
The earth was filled with gladness then,
And you, dear Mother, taught me love and truth,
Taught me to seek the best in men.

With heart full of faith and noble thought
To bear my load and do good deeds.
And cherish worthy things, the hope not bought,
With visions for the living needs.

You said be honest with my God and soul,
Devoted to my land and home,
And all that men hold dear. In loyalty
Respect and prize the fertile loam.

Today my country calls, she needs her son
To fight the Japs and Hitler too.
No coming back until the job is done.
This is as honest men would do.
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