You Make Me Proud Poem by Summer Sandercox

Spit shine the boots
they dress in green
load up their rifles
taught to be mean.

Their orders are waiting,
sent to the field
to protect their country
they've been trained to kill.

They stand their post
both day and night
no matter what the cost
they're always ready to fight.

Big price to pay
put their lives on the line
saving a lot of others
like yours and mine.

Get very little sleep
go to work everyday
so we can have freedom
and watch our kids play.

Leave their families alone
make sure we're safe
stand their own ground
and keep their faith.

Here's to the boys
that do it everyday
who take flying bullets
or get blown away.

You make me proud
it's an honor to say
'you'll be in my prayers
even though you're away.'