I am a small and precious child,

My dad's been sent to fight.

The only place I'll see his face

Is in my dreams at night.

He will be gone for too many days

For my young mind to keep track.

I may be sad, but I am proud.

My daddy's got your back.

I am a caring mother.

My son has gone to war.

My mind is filled with worries

That I have never known before.

Every day I try to keep

My thoughts from turning black.

I may be scared, but I am proud.

My son has got your back.

I am a strong and loving wife,

With a husband soon to go.

There are times I'm terrified

In a way most never know.

I bite my lip and force a smile

As I watch my husband pack.

My heart may break, but I am proud.

My husband's got your back.

I am a Soldier,

Serving proudly, Standing tall.

I fight for freedom, yours and mine,

By answering this call.

I do my job while knowing

The thanks it sometimes lacks.

Say a prayer that I'll come home.

And remember who's got your back.

-Author Unknown