Topic: Verse
I gave you the impulse; you raised your hand
With my hand on your arm, and I kissed you
Knowing that the road ahead would be hard.
You empowered me with a father’s pride
And I learned to live with a father’s fear,
Knowing that my hand had lifted your arm.
Daughter, you followed the road of duty,
Kept faith with your friends and with the dying,
And by the grace of God returned to me.
I well recall how breath stopped in my throat
When first I raised my hand as I pronounced
The fatal oath whose binding words we know.
So help us God, then, we’ll abide as one:
Father and daughter, soldiers together—
But to you belongs the post of honor.
Posted by tmg110
at 11:41 PM EDT
Updated: Wednesday, 25 June 2014 11:45 PM EDT
