Small Eagle's Eyrie
The Writings of Becky, Her Family, and Friends

Rebecca: A Child's Walk

A CHILD'S WALK

There is a place that someday I must go
A place that is Sacred and Hallowed

A place of pain and of healing,
A place where Soldiers go to find their Bro

There is a place that someday I must go
A place where there resides Soldiers Souls

Someday when courage I find
Someday I must make that walk

I must make that walk to find a name of mine
Someday when the courage I find

I have a gift that you left for me
Mommy said you called it Cuddles and it was for me

I have a very, very, very tattered and torn teddy bear
One ear is gone and I've carried him for so long

You left before I was born; you died in a far away land
I have your medals and badges and your funny green hat

Someday when I am brave, someday when I have a soldier's courage
Some day I will touch that cold Black Granite and touch your name

Someday when I am brave, then I will make that walk
Then I will find your name and then to you Cuddles I will give

To give you Peace and comfort as he has given me
Someday When I am brave, I will make that walk

I will forever and always be a child of Viet Nam

Someday when I am brave, someday when I am brave
Someday when I am brave, some day that walk I will make

©Copyright September 2, 2002 by Becky