Dear Ma, br It's been two years and i am still up here in br front. br My buddies say that it'll be over soon but now I just don't know if I agree or not. It's not the sam at christmas without you and your stuffing. br At night I stand at my post and look at the sky, and wonder if we're still under te same stars. do you really think such aweful tings will ever fade? br I saw my friend get sot today. br Does that make my black with sin? br I heard my daughter was born today. br Does she have my smile? Does she laugh like my father? br I heard he died today, my father. br Does he know I love him, more than ever? Does he know I follow in his footsteps with pride? br I am gonna go now mama. br Can you see my face in your dreams? Can you hear my tired voice? br I am gonna go meet god now. br Do I look ok in my new blood red tux? Do you think he will invite me in? Do you think he still loves me after all i have seen? br I love you mama. br Will you kiss my sisters head for me? Will you give my wife a shoulder to cry on? Will you hold my daughter as you once held me? br It's been two years now, and I'm finally leaving the front.