Private J. Lynch

by

Roy Wayne Crouch

From the hills of West Virginia
Private J.Lynch is her name
A little town called Palestine
She rises to fame

One of many soldiers
With honor and pride
Her company is ambushed
Just a few would survive

Back in our home land
No one knows their fate
With prayers for their safety
We all set and wait

Then we see the news clip
Soldiers move her from harms way
To see this wounded soldier
Touched so many hearts that day

We all watch her journey
So many asking why?
This girl from West Virginia
Drew tears from our eyes

Americans need a sweetheart
Whose worthy of fame
She’s in our hearts forever
Private J. Lynch is her name.

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by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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