The Waki Iraqi profile picture

The Waki Iraqi

Easy day every day

About Me

a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3Lm15d2Fja29zcG FjZS5jb20

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

img src="http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k198/wakiiraqi/stpier re_miller_11.jpg" width="500"height="387"

Heroes:

Dedicated to those on eternal patrol.
Sometimes in, the midnight watches, Across my dreams, again I see, A crew of young, men standing to their stations, To take an old fast attack boat out to sea The captain orders, “shift the colors”, As the lines, are slipped from shore, Then “clear the sail, and dog the hatches” As she slips beneath the stormy waves once more
Take her down, take her deep Hear the old hull groan and creak As she prowls, where the ocean’s dark and cold Mind your bubble, mind your course Take this old boat back “up north” Where she’ll run on eternal patrol
All the crew, are young and eager, As they were, those years before When they first, pinned on their dolphins And sailed into, that old “cold war” Father Time, no longer stalks them For these men, the clock has ceased Years, months, and days, have no more meaning From the laws of this old earth, they’ve been released
This old boat, runs with her sisters Five eighty nine, five ninety three And I know, someday her watch bill Will hold, a place for me One day my captain, will hold quarters And the chief, will call the roll So I’ll step up, and man my station With my shipmates on eternal patrol
I’ll take her down, and take her deep Once more I’ll hear the old hull creak As she runs, where the ocean’s dark and cold I will steer my final course And take that old boat back “up north” With my shipmates on eternal patrol
Gary Gard MM3(SS) "A" Gang USS Barb SSN596