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I bleed out life in Iran
And I was suppose to leave at dawn
I lay on the ground not moving at all
Medic someone had called
I felt pain all over my body as I tried to speak
The air had a scent of burning flesh…it reeked
I can’t die I have a baby on the way
I can’t move and I don’t want to stay
I have to name my baby but I can’t feel my arms
I cannot get out of this by my wit or charms
Too much pain to think straight for long
I smile when I think of our song
The medic did the best that he could
What was to happen was understood
I had someone write a note and this is what it said
I just wish I could see her face when it is read
I thought of a name for our baby girl so new
A name given to many but only deserving to a few
It is how the stars and stripes are defined
And it fits for the child of mine
It is what her mother always will be
It is God’s work that all do see
I want her to have this name
I want her to infuse with it one and the same
I told it and passed on with only one wish in mind
That if there was a way I wish I could find
One way to see my wonderful wife’s face
When on that piece of paper she reads the name: Grace

Name

JJammer

Houston, United States

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I guess I have an affinity for fathers and caring.

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