Joined the Air Force 1985- never been a part of anything so big,
but my family of 9, but now my #4 Bro and my father have died.
Bro #5 my muse put his knowledge to use.
Bro #1 chose a crooked fork in the road got stuck,
followed Sis #1 Miss Cum Laude thought we might have better luck
Bro #3 didn't go to Iraq chose to stay here to smoke his crack
Sis #2 did call she was single,due in Fall.
Mom-seven, miscarried three. Cared for our Grands- mainly her
We are vessels for his spirit to flow.
Soldiers,follow his commands; they are perfect
Earthly and heavenly troops help make situations politically
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