danielle jackson


welcome home


welcome home ashley
welcome home from iraq
we were so afraid
that you would'nt make it back

welcome home from th danger
all the noise, the fighting and the anger

you fought for us, for our country
in a convoy
welcome hometo your mom dad even sisters
and of course that presous little boy

alot has changed since you left
and some has stayed the same
welcome, welcome home
we are so glad that you came

you sre so brave and definatly filled with courage
i hope you enjoyed your expierience
you're lucky cause you've got it all
family, bravery, courage, hope, and lots of common sense

we love care and respect you
fro doing what you do
just always remember, and never forget
ASHLEY, WE LOVE YOU! ! !

Submitted: Wednesday, June 04, 2008

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