With just a preacher and a witness and a humble band of gold,

They set out to find the future, not a penny to their name.

Still with all the unknown danger, she knew her heart was safe,

Cause..

He was a rock

He was the one that she ran to

And when he said the words "Forever"

She knew that it was true

He wasn't a saint

But he was saint enough for her

He was a man,

A man of his word.

**

"Oh please dad! I'm not a kid anymore!"

"Don't sass me boy! I am your father and what I say goes!"

"Please Honey, don't go." His wife pleaded.

He kissed her gently. "I have to Laurie; it's what I need to do"

**

In the final days of summer, 1952,

Found a family undivided, divided on the war.

Turning son against his elder, debating wrong and right,

He was the image of his father, though they would not see eye to eye,

Still...

He was a rock

He was the one the boy ran to

Cause' when he said the word "I Love You"

He knew that it was true

And even in the worst of storms

There was an anchor in his world

He was a man,

A man of his word.

**

"I'm sorry dad, I'm sorry." The young man mumbled finally regaining consciousness.

A young man approached his bed side. "Hey soldier, names Radar, good to see you're waking up, the docs were getting worried."

"Where am I?" he said looking around dazed.

"At the famous Four-O-Double Seventh Mash, Korea."

"The war." He reminded himself. "Hey listen, anything happens, there's a letter with my stuff, to my dad at home, could you make sure he gets it."

Radar shook his head. He was sadly getting used to that sort of a request.

"Sure, but you're going to be fine, so you can send it yourself when you're up and around." He smiled.

The solider smiled slightly in return.

Radar patted him on the shoulder and went to get a doctor, just as he passed the end of the bed he turned back, "Hey,uh… I bet your dad already knows you're sorry…you're his son, he loves ya, ya know"

The soldier grinned big at the shorter man in front of him and saw the innocence in his eyes. The same innocence he saw in his own eyes before he left for war.

"I know." He replied and within seconds his eyes closed, a smile left on his face.

**

Clutching a strong belief in the bible,

Through all the sweetness in his life, and the bitterness of war,

He knew what God had made him for...

In the final days of summer, 1953,

Surrounded by his family and the presence of the Lord.

He had set out to find his future, the one he'd always known,

He didn't want to leave his family, but he knew deep in his soul,

The lord had called him home...

Cause...

He was the rock

He was the one the man ran to

And when he said the words "forever"

He knew that it was true

He wasn't a saint

He is the one the saints bow to

Receiving a man,

A man of his word...

**

A young corporal sat silently at his desk, a small white envelope in hand…

"Got any mail to send Radar?" Klinger said walking through the doors, holding an open bag.

Radar said nothing and placed the envelope into the bag. He walked out into the compound to see the casualties being loaded on the bus to be sent home. His head hung low as he made his way back to his office, he slid onto his cot and before he closed his eyes he said…

"I know."

THEE END

AN: That's the end of this piece, if you feel you would like to see anyone else, please just let me know. –Take care! -TLH