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"Future Marine"


I can’t believe the time has come You’re gone away, so far from home But I don’t blame you It’s your dream To become one of The Few, The Proud, The Marines. I realize more and more Each day, The bond we share Will never go away. I miss you dearly And all I can do right now is pray. Camp Pendleton has got your ass now! And I’m sure it’s a rude awakening I know you, though You’re the toughest I’ve ever seen You’ll be taught to be a Warrior, a Hero. You’ll be taught to be a Marine. I cannot wait to see The man that you’ll become You will stand for Honor, Courage and Commitment Once boot camp is all done. Your world will be so different But you’ll still be you: hard-headed, annoying and strong. You’ll be fighting in the air, on land and sea But your home will still be here, With mom, dad and me. And if you ever wonder If you’ll see me again Your answer should be yes, you better not leave me yet! Some say he’s immature, Some say he’s quite stubborn But they can call him what they want The most important thing Is what I call him, I call him my brother. Gabriel, I want you to know That I’m the proudest sister in the world. And no matter what your path will be I’ll continue to believe In “Semper Fi”.
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