The little angle and the old vet

[G.I. POET]

As I set in my seat waiting for the service to start
A young mother sat down in front of me, and it caused me to take heart

As she held that infant it looked and smiled at me
A sobering thought came to mind it was clear to see

The thoughts of honor, duty and country I began to dismiss
The reason us vets do what we do is because of babies like this

Her mothers arms held her so gently as they sat there
This tiny little angle with a pink ribbon in her hair

My heart had been softened as a tear formed in my eye
But it quickly was pulled back in, cause soldiers don't cry

I thought maybe the price we pay is not that high
These sacrifices I've made, while looking that infant in the eye

I gazed at this little creature so innocent and pure
I don't have all the answers but one thing I know for sure

I don't need thank-you's from people who don't care
I went through what I did for that little person right there

It's not about politics or if we will get some respect
We did it for all those that we must protect

Though I suffer from PTSD and my life is in disorder
I now know why at one time I was a soldier

As the service went on that little angle fell alseep
Don't worry, men are protecting you and your soul god will keep