by J Wightman

As I worked on this album,
Many long hours into the night,
I tried to find the right words for this page,
But nothing ever sounded right.
Words just can’t describe,
The pride I feel towards you,
And the respect that I have
because of what you do.
Sometimes it’s really hard for me
to have to say good-bye,
To smile anyway as you leave,
even though I just want to cry.
But I really shouldn’t worry,
I know our country is in good hands,
Knowing you’re out there,
fighting for these lands.
As you turn each page in this book,
You’ll be taking a step back into your past,
And see all that you’ve accomplished,
I just hope I’ve made your memories last.
I just needed a way to show people,
A side of you they don’t often see,
And show them what a hero is,
Because that’s what you are to me.