To Become A Marine
by: Mark Wayne Baile
So many times in life
We walk with our heads hung low,
Never to see what's before us
Our emotions no one to know.
We seek out tomorrow
And forget about today,
Thinking of how we'll get there
When we've come all this way.
We've fought and struggled to maintain
An image of strength,
No one can know our pain
Or how and what we think.
Struggles are made for us all
And how we secure them is the key,
To making us grow and become
United States Marines!
Copyright ©2008 Mark Wayne Baile
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