Iraqi Freedom
by Sheri McFarland

"How long mother?" the sad girl cried.
It had been two years since her father died.
"Child, hush now and pray for peace,
And pray for your grandfather's soon release.
The cold dark prison has held him long,
But still his faith is holding strong.
Someday, I know we will be free
And an end will come to Saddam's cruelty."
"Mother, why did he kill our men -
Father, Galeb, and Uncle Yasin?"
"Child you dare not question these men.
They killed for less and will do so again."
"Mother, look! who are these foreign strangers -
I read one man's badge and it said Rangers!"
"Heavenly Father, can it be true?
It must be for I see red, white and blue!
"Child, these are our deliverers!
They are here to help and here to serve!"
"Mother, will more men have to die?"
"I am afraid so dear, and yes, we will cry.
But freedom has never come without cost.
Brave men have paid and lives have been lost.
Their deaths have never been in vain.
But have brought an end to nations pain.
Hitler ruled with an iron hand
It took many men to free that land.
We needed someone strong and bold
To overcome Saddam's evil hold.
Thank you America! We love you, it's true.
God bless Mr. Bush and the red, white and blue.