When the winds blow
and sand touches your skin.
I ask God to watch
over the desert that you're in.
I pray to watch over you,
in this country far away
Easter Sunday too,
Roses for our soldiers I pray,
Let all the brave receive an Easter rose,
For faith to win this war
and help set the people free
As roses come through the door.
He will be with you always,
As we pray for you right here
All the days and all the nights
As we wipe away a tear.
1 comment:
Lovely post!
~AM
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