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When Peaceful Dreams Come True

Every night I pray for my little girl fighting in the war

Time apart aches in my heart missing love even more

I cry tears most days missing her laughter and love

I pray she is safe, not ending up in heaven above

She has gone to a foreign land far away

I wish she were home in my arms today

I see photographs of medals hanging from her chest

The stress I feel makes me feel dizzy, now I must rest

Images of war created stress on my heart in my soul

Letters home describe encounters of death taking their toll

I remember when she played with my baseball cap

Special memories when I held her safe on my lap

Times I treasure in my heart fill my mind with love

I wonder how my beautiful wife is doing in heaven above

Thinking of special moments create tears in my old eyes

I wonder how many politicians will tell more lies

Fighting with my neighbor created more hatred every day

We solved our differences and the fighting went away

Now we watch our grandchildren cooperate and play

Friendship builds pleasure in my heart every day

Peace created by liberty builds freedom in my mind

Freedoms long ago when our leaders were wiser and kind

Respecting the next generation debts they would repay

Spending more money than the country makes a day

My expensive pills help my heart not skip a beat

I pay for my pills with no money left to eat

My savings are gone living on a pension in my house

Times changed, now I live like a church mouse

I wonder if I have a letter from my little girl

I walk outside; I feel the cold wind whirl

When I go outside to check the mail

I walk upstairs griping the handrail

I wonder if the silly girl sent me more cash by mail

Building more democracy creating another story tale

Sharp pains in my heart, I eat another pill

The letter tells she is coming home, she made her first kill

Tears of joy mix with sadness; my little girl is killer now

A daughter or son, I do not know why or how

The more my heart races, I feel my heart attack

My skin feels clammy; I have pain in my back

Sharp pains in my chest tell me I will die fast

Stress of knowing my little girl is a killer will last

I am too weak to call for help anymore

My mind knowing my girl is a killer is more…

I am in heaven now, I see your mother smiling at me

Little girl, keep trying to be all you can be

My special girl creating democracy running free

Sometimes I hear her pray for her mom and me