Your work takes you away
For days, weeks or months
It's always so lonely when your gone
But these things you must do

Honey, while you're gone
I think of you all day long
It's the happy times I remember
and Can hardly wait for your return

I'll meet you at the plane
With happy tears in my eyes
My arms will be open wide
Longing to wrap you inside

I'm so very proud of you
You're so handsome in that uniform
You must defen our country
So we may live so freely

It's these times without you
That makes me realize
How important you are to me
and How much love I have for you

by: Belinda Joy Cox © Copyright 3/25/1986

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