To The Soldier

You Soldiers will have my support with my voice or with a prayer,
And I will be standing beside you though you wont see me there,
I am thankful that you are there to protect my country and my land
And if I could only thank you, I would like to shake your hand.

You are ready to surrender your life and die just for me
Because you are a soldier and you want all men to be free
How can I ever thank a man who is ready to lay down his life
A man who will die for me, and say goodbye to his children and wife.

I salute every soldier who is ready at our nation's call
And I pray that GOD will watch over them and I hope they never fall
And if they die for our country I truly will shed a tear
But then I will also smile, as I thank GOD that they were here.

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Would You Cry

Would you cry.
If I should die,
Or would you just give a weep.
These are things,
That I need to know
And that truth I need to seek.
If I were gone
Would you move on
And I eventually be replaced
By different arms
And a different mind
And sadly; a different face.
Would you be sad,
Or would you go mad,
If you thought about your past,
That is, if I were gone
And you had moved on
And our life together never did last.
Would you weep,
With tears so deep,

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When You Come By

When you come by to think of me,
Please; for me do not weep
Because I am no longer there.
All you see now is a shell,
Where I once did dwell,
So please, for me do not stare.
And when they place me in this Earth
And cover me with her dirt,
Please, do not shed another tear.
Because I have went on
Like the wind and the dawn,
So I am no longer here.
But please remember my laugh,
And remember my smile,
But mostly, remember my soul.
Because it was what made me, me
It gave me life and made me free,
It was what everyone truly did know.
So if you come by again,
To visit me as my friend,

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Tears Of Years

As the years do come
And the years will go
And the years keep rushing on by.
Will you have done for me,
What I have done for you
Or will I just sit and cry.
No limit has been set,
From me to you
As the things my soul say I must do.
So the sky is your limit
Money and work will be no obstacle,
For I, truly do love you.

When you look back from years
You will look back with cheers
Reflecting back, to me and my deeds.
You will remember them all
As them always you will recall,
liken the Gardener who plants His seeds.
For again they will grow

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Victory

Victory is ours!
Said one crow to the other,
As they soared in the sky above.
For below them they had spied
Golden corn, that was ripe,
From which, they would have their feast.
Tantalizing ears of gold
Laying out row upon row
Though as a river when the wind blowed.
'And no one is there'!
Exclaimed one crow in the air
'To protect that golden hair'.
So victory is ours!
Exclaimed the crows beginning there dive
Upon the corn, coming into sight.
But then shots rang out,
And two crows fell to the ground
As the corn waived in the wind.
Then walked two farmers to the crows
Who were hidden out of view

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Scottish Eyes

I see hate, and I see lies
As I look through those Scottish eyes
With so much deception and so much untruth
They seem to fall about me, like old rotten fruit.
The emerald eyes that I once loved and adored
Now through my soul, they have ripped and tore
With deeds they expected and things they've seen
Now they stay in my mind, like an un-welcomed dream.
So I feel sadness, and I feel woe
As from my soul and heart the pain will not go
As no man knows the suffering that I have felt
And no man could accept the hand that I was dealt.
I think of all the looks and all the sadden glances
As in my mind they stay as the evil dances
I then ponder in my thoughts then I finally realize
I feel sorry for any soul who looks through those Scottish eyes.

Randy L. McClave

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My Son

When I was weak
You made me feel strong,
When I was sad
You filled my soul with a song,
When I was depressed
To me you would confess
That I never did, any wrong.

When I was lost
You helped myself be found,
When I was confused
You placed my feet on the ground,
When I was alone
You would not let me moan
From my sadness, you were my rebound

When I was thinking
You gave me a happy thought,
When I wanted to be mad
You'd tell me forget the battles I had fought,

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When I Look

When I look into a mirror
I see hopes and I see dreams
My imagination becomes clearer
Sometimes I see my fathers genes.
I see sadness and also frustration
Dotted about the face
I see thinking and concentration
And I see loyalty and also grace.
I see worries and also sadness
When I look deeper into the lines
I see a soul calling out in distress
On many days and different times.
Sometimes I see the future
And many times I see the past
Sewed inside the soul with a suture
Knowing nothing forever will last.
I see hate and a need to avenge
As I look deeper into the mirror
But then I see woe and revenge
As my face becomes clearer.

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You, My Son

When I was weak
You made me feel strong,
When I was sad
You filled my soul with a song,
When I was depressed
To me you would confess.
That I never did, any wrong.

When I was lost
You helped myself be found,
When I was confused
You placed my feet on the ground,
When I was alone
You would not let me moan.
From my sadness, you were my rebound

When I was thinking
You gave me a happy thought,
When I wanted to be mad
You'd tell me forget the battles I had fought,

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Put My Foot Down

I will stomp my foot with a thunderous sound
As I will shout to all, I will stand my ground
I will stand by my convictions and by my belief
And this time I will not turn the other cheek.

You can harass me confront me call me any name
But my feelings towards my actions they will stay the same
You will see me passive and I wont make a sound
But when you cross that line I then will put my foot down.

I will not walk away I will stay where I am
From here I will not move I will make my stand
I will fight for my rights as any man would
And I will say that once again as I stamp down my foot.

Before any man comes to challenge my ways
To GOD in heaven I hope he will pray
As he alone my vengeance will be bound
And it will all begin, when I put my foot down.

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