Originally posted by: karkuzhali
Good Morning dearies!
Heroes come in many forms
But mine dresses in military uniform
Blood is shed and help is cried
So I can claim freedom loud and mine
While you my dear are gone and away
I'm praying to the lord wishing you had stayed
Though sometimes it's hard and I get sad
I write letters to you that make me glad
And one day I hope you'll see
Just how much you mean to me
Strong and proud, dressed in green , I nod
You're always my favorite Ustaad!( Copied and Edited)