Why Can’t I Hold Back…


Why can't I hold back.
When I see Old Glory waving in the wind,
The proud feeling inside that
This is my country?

Why can't I hold back.
When I look at photos of my father in his uniform,
The admiration of his bravery and
This is my Dad?

Why can't I hold back.
When I recall a soldier at attention during the National Anthem,
The thought that he is awesome and
This is my big brother?

Why can't I hold back.
When I hear a stranger say, "Thank you for your service, sir,"
The mixed emotions of fear and pride, as I look to my side and see
This is my son?

Why can't I hold back.
These tears?

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