While We're Apart
I think of you in your uniform
You stood so tall and proud;
You said protecting us was your duty,
For this you were endowed.
You said your only worry
Was leaving us here alone,
That I'd have no one to help me,
no one to lean upon.
You told me not to worry
At what could happen to you,
That you were in the right,
Defending our great red, white and blue.
We committed anew our hearts,
To each other we'd be true;
Until you return home again
My prayers will follow you.
Go with God, my darling,
I trust Him with your care
For He will be close around you,
Always He'll be there.
Your love is safe with us at home,
We send hugs and kisses galore;
And we'll be waiting for your return,
Open hearts and open door.
Joyce Guy
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THANKS DEAR SOLDIER
I give thanks to you dear soldier,
Who stands so firm and brave
While dealing with the fears
You may meet an early grave.
This war was not your choosing
And yet you give your all
To protect our beloved freedom
Lest we should bow and fall
You stand and fight with all your might
For friends and family left at home
You make us proud, we’ll tell you so
When you come marching home.
You fight to free a people
downtrodden and oppressed
By a cruel and wicked vulture
Who puts you to the test.
You fight with fiercest pride
At who you are and what you do.
Though sleep deprived and weary
You give of yourself anew.
Your resolve has never faltered
Though often faced with fear of death
Your fellow soldiers count you faithful
Though it be with your last breath.
I could not be more proud
Were you my daughter or my son
For you stand among the very best
Who fight ‘til the battle’s won.
We pray for you dear soldier
That you return to this home shore,
That God will bring you safely home
To live and love once more.
May God bless you, and may God bless America!
Joyce Guy
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MAIL CALL
Ever since I’ve been away,
There is one portion of my day
That is ever on my mind;
Hearing from the one I left behind:
It’s Mail Call.
No matter what is going on,
Though I have no telephone,
my ears constantly seek it out,
longing for that exciting shout:
Mail Call
In that moment you are mine,
More than at any other time,
In my long and lonely day;
when I allow my mind to stray
to Mail Call.
It means memories I hold dear,
Of my love so far, yet near,
As your missive I unfold,
What new details doe it hold?
Mail Call
Our tender moments come rushing back
As your fragrance escapes the pack
And mingles with the words I find,
Causing rushes in my mind…
Mail Call
Then your vision is so true,
My mind totally emersed in you;
It matters not my time or place
As I can only see your face
At Mail Call.
Then stirs the longing of my heart
That we’d no longer be apart;
In that moment we two are one,
Never more to be undone…
As Mail Call.
Please know that all the while I’m gone
My heart and mind both carry on
My strong but tender love for you,
And to your memory I’ll be true…
Totally renewed by Mail Call.
Joyce Guy
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THOUGHTS OF HOME
I guess that I just couldn’t wait
To get away from home,
To spread my wings, learn to fly,
And over the earth to roam.
Now that I’m here in foreign lands,
My thoughts return to you;
I hope you’re proud of who I am
And what I’m trying to do.
But now that I’m gone, thoughts of home
Are always on my mind;
The memories of the love you gave,
Which proved that love was blind.
What, I think, if you should die
While I am far away;
And I would see your loving face
No more ‘til judgment day.
If I could never say again
The words you like to hear,
To tell you of the love I have,
How your memory is so dear.
So I must tell you while I can,
Before you have gone on;
Give you flowers while you live,
Not waiting until you’re gone.
You taught me how to stand and fight,
Not turn tail and run,
You taught me morals, grit and pride
Mixed with good clean fun.
While I’m here so far away
And you are in my thoughts
I send all my love to you,
My precious own dear folks.
Joyce Guy
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Saddam Hussein
American Soldier Bloodhounds
Walked hillsides up and down
Withstood intense heat and cold alike
Searched desert land and town.
Where was this devil hiding?
We can't let him get away
For he tortured people daily
And considered it but play.
He raped the gentle women;
Gave his army likewise leave
Killed man and child alike
Fear and horror were his creed.
He killed his own with poisoned gas
If their shadow but looked wrong;
Betrayed a nation cowering in poverty
While he lived upon a throne.
His homes were golden palaces,
As many as he would;
His sons were wicked, likewise
In them there was no good.
He wasted the wealth of the country
On his sons and family,
While the starving working locals
Could only turn and flee.
And when he caught the "cowards"
He would cut out their tongues
And throw them in a garbage heap
Counting them but dung.
We followed him over all the land
Through every home and cave;
Checking every village
Questioning every slave.
How did we finally find him
In his tiny hidy-hole;
Where he came out all disheveled
Looking worn and old?
This wicked, vile dictator
Who took many a soul to hell…
How did we track Saddam Hussein?
We tracked him by his smell.
The climate all around him
Was our greatest link
We tracked this wicked devil
Solely by his stink.
Joyce Guy
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Righteousness Exalteth A Nation
A mighty nation has arisen
From the ashes of history past,
From generations of immorality,
Into great darkness cast;
Founding principles set forth
By God's embodied Word
Comprised its constitution,
At this new nation's birth;
Equality of states,
With liberty for all;
God's Commandments taught in schools
Lest a precious child should fall;
Strong and mighty it emerged,
God's Word its sound foundation,
For the founding fathers knew
That righteousness exalteth a nation;
But gradually God was set aside
By wicked unbelievers,
Prayer was taken from the schools
By well intentioned leaders;
Future champions were aborted,
Falling prey to Satan's plan,
The Church lies quietly sleeping
While the devil raped the land;
Praise Hymns replaced by rousing beat,
Sermonettes and new age song;
The glory is departing.
I wonder what went wrong?
Proverbs 14:34 NIV "Righteousness exalts a
nation,
but sin is a disgrace to any people."
Joyce Guy
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My Mother
You carried me for many months
Just beneath your heart;
In preparation for the life
Your new born child would start.
Your mother's heart watched over me,
As I grew these many years,
And during my trials and troubles
You bathed my path with tears.
You helped me to adulthood grow
With values I hold dear;
And taught me how to face my doubts,
And overcome my fears.
Our life has been so closely knit
And to each other tied,
By the bond of a mother's wonderful love
That would not be denied.
Now you have gone to be with Jesus,
The Christ whom we both love.
My heart already misses you
As you worship up above.
But I thank my God for giving us
The love that we both share;
And for the comfort that you know
While praising Him up there.
I thank you for the time we spent
Together you and I
And one day I will come to you
In God's heavenly home on high.
Joyce Guy
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Missing You
How I long to reach out and touch you,
Or just see your smiling face,
To wrap my arms around you
In a passionate embrace.
As I fight here in this foreign land
My thoughts go oft’ to you;
wondering what you’re doing
and what you plan to do.
Time out here is different,
Seems almost standing still
In a world of long ago,
Where instinct is to kill.
Loneliness is my companion,
My senses are on guard,
The enemy, somewhere around us,
Seeks to hit us hard.
They despise our country’s freedom
The bounty that is ours;
And seek to crush our spirits,
Subdue our Christian powers.
A land founded on Almighty God
They fail to understand,
And seek to subjugate us
To the vilest whims of man.
But, even as I know these things,
My thoughts return to you,
As I help hold our banner high,
The great red, white and blue.
It is for us I came here,
To keep our country free,
Preserve our precious gift of God,
This land of Christian liberty.
But soon I hope to see you,
As you welcome my return;
It is you, who keep me going,
It is for you my spirit yearns.
Joyce Guy
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