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| What Heroes Gave Each donned their uniform to be Defenders of our liberty Their mission sure, their spirits bright Guard freedom's home, be brave to fight One final day each faced their call Each gave their best enduring all We'll never know what they went through But know they loved this country true Deep down inside we should all feel What heroes gave, their cost so real We must stay thankful, grateful of The gift of freedom through their love Their loved ones bore the gravest pain What we can't know, some now sustain To God I pray their pain will cease And each will find long-lasting peace Remember this from year to year What heroes gave - shan't disappear We'll never let their special day Their time for honor slip away These brave fought for a nation free If not for them, where would we be? Written for Memorial Day 2004 |
| One Thousand Years One thousand years, becomes one day One last hurrah, one last hooray We live our life, by what we know This passing time, should help us grow God watches us, along our route To see if we, live by our truth Some die too young, we all agree But what we are, is all we see We're judged by time, spent in each day To help or hurt, it's all our way We can't control a thousand years But faith and love, can fold our fears This life we live, is made of choice Rise up first day, to just rejoice You'll love some words, which sound so dear 'Good will to all, Happy New Year' And now I'll say, farewell to all Please frame this work, our curtain call Roger J. Robicheau Written for the millennium change |
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| Mother A Mother's love, is sure to find A way to comfort, ease your mind She knows just how, to build you up When you're so down, and can't look up You love the way, she makes you feel Like you're so special, her ideal Her thought must start, with God above To bring such caring, with such love And as it flows, like gentle rain It surely helps, when troubles pain The love from mine, is oh so clear I only wish, she was still here Her warming glow, is missed each day Even though, I seldom say But she did leave, her gift behind To help me through, when I may pine And that's the feel, known deep inside Her faith and love, I still confide Dedicated to my Mother Stella |
| Of This Nation Grand flag of this nation, in freedom flies Hued red, white, and blue, capturing eyes The brave of this nation, marching by row Determined in mission, each foe shall know Our way has survived, because of their will Don't ever forget, this fact you should drill Take life at this moment, hold memories firm For lessons well learned, should be long-term Be proud of this nation, do well by your days Hold God in your vision, don't live in a maze Take love from the heart, do spread it today Such wealth held inside, is cause for dismay Stay mindful of those who put all on the line Support them, do help them, don't be off-line God Bless all fine people, good deeds they do Hold on to what's right, a great point of view Written in 2005 |
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