A Kabaleyan’s Thoughts…
For Pangasinenses in uniform
By Ms. Ric
Before You Go
By Dr. Sam
Quietly you’ve all turned gray
You did your job, you saved our way
Our life of freedom you preserved
We’ve thanked you less than you’ve deserved
You never boasted, bragged, or asked
For adulation for your past
You sacrificed your youth to war
We owe you more, we owe you more
Thank you for your wondrous feats
For open speech and quiet streets
For worship as we choose to pray
For preservation of our way
You leave us blessed with every breath
That cost you arms and legs and death
You did the job you knew was right
And silently you cry at night
For bodies maimed and comrades lost
For sight s beyond our furthest thoughts
For what you’ve lived, and felt, and seen
For what the cost of freedom means
Before you go, we need to show
That in your silence we still know
What you accomplished and what you did
For who we are and how we live
So go with love from wives and sons
And daughters for a job well done
From kids who’ve never seen a tank
We give you thanks, we give you thanks
Thank you Pangasinenses in uniform!
Ms. Ric
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