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From the book: "Land of Childhood's Fears" Copyright 1999, 2005 - David Todeschini - all rights reserved You can read more of my poetry on International War Veterans Poetry Archives

I'm all alone, a child of war In this God-forsaken land. My father was a GI soldier, And for a mom, I must pretend.
And now I'm only four years old, And I play beneath the stars. My brothers died in battle, And my sisters work in bars.
So I put my tiny hands together, As I lay me down to sleep, And pray the Lord to end the war, And for tonight, my soul to keep.
Tomorrow I'll wake up one day older, And perhaps the pain I feel; The burns from Napalm yesterday, And the scars of war to heal.
Perhaps tomorrow GI's come Bringing Hershey bars for me. I like my picture taken On GI Joe's big knee.
And as I lay me down to sleep Tonight in my sweet dreams, My dad comes back to find me, And brings me beaucoup big ice cream.
And Lord, please help me find my mom; The one I never saw, And make us all a family, Together, safe, once more.
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"Land of Childhood's Fears - Faith, Friendship, and The Vietnam War" - ISBN # 1-4116-2452-1 - Paperback "Land of Childhood's Fears - Faith, Friendship, and The Vietnam War" - ISBN # 1-4116-7111-2 - Hardcover  

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