By Susan Allen
When I depart will they know of my life;
The life, that is, of the Army wife?
Will they know I'm proud of what I have done
Of what I have seen, and where I have gone?
Will they know that I chose, I volunteered, To stand beside
the one I hold dear?
My country asked me to give and to serve
In silent support..and without reserve.
Like the eagle above, I spread my wings;
Protected my home, and all that it means.
I stayed behind with a fear that was deep,
And my private prayer.."the peace, please keep."
The lyre of life is the music I play,
In harmony I've guided each day.
I balanced my family, my friends..myself
Tried to be faithful, and tried to give help.
I quietly watched my family grow
The years have gone by.. and what does it show?
Our work together will never be done.
I'll always be there..our battles are one.
And where does hope find a home that is safe,
A home where duty has beauty and grace?
The answer's clear when I look at my life,
It's found in the heart of each Army Wife.
