The Call of Duty
When those towers fell
You heard the call
You felt the need to protect your country
Your family
Your life
You left us behind, our brave soldier
Leaving us to wonder if we would see you again
See your smile
Your bright eyes
Feel your arms around us
The day you returned was happy
The days after were hard
In your dreams you still see the war
You still hear the sounds
Feel the fear
Your children shriek with laughter
You duck under the table
Again you leave us to go to foreign land
Leave us aching for your presence
But we understand
We know you heard the call of duty
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