with your world surrounded by arms and guns,
There rests this plight,
to see her son alive with her eyes,
Sacrificing for country is your job and your pride,
My pride is you my son.
Wherever you are or will be,
My heart always beats for your well being,
just take care of yourself
that is your mother’s seeking.
Been time I saw you last,
come home soon leaving behind all the jittery past.
No matter what happens your mother is always there,
just give me a sign,
that you are doing fine,
before my life finally resigns.