Today is October twenty-second,
In the year two thousand and three.
Kilgore, Texas, buried a hero,
Who died for you and me.
PFC Stephen Eugene Wyatt,
Left home to join the fight.
Something in his soldier's heart,
He always knew was right.
In a far and foreign land,
Is where he laid his head.
With Kelly, his beautiful bride,
He'd rather have been instead.
But the easy life was not to be,
For this soldier so brave.
Today a City will lay him,
To rest in a Hero's grave.
He was married in February,
Deployed to Iraq in March.
He traded in his tuxedo,
For fatigues without starch.
A brave soldier he was,
Now a hero he'll depart.
Kelly now holds an American flag,
Where she once held his heart.
In a God-fearing world,
Stephen took his last stand.
His country's what he fought for,
Now he's holding God's hand.
God Bless America,
Where I'm proud to live.
What can we do now?
We have nothing left to give.
He was someone's child,
A young man of nineteen.
He died for me and freedom.
No, it's not just a dream.
God Bless America
And our remaining Troops.
One nation under God,
This fallen hero I salute.
In Memory Of:PFC Stephen Eugene Wyatt
United States Army
1984-2003
This young man is from my hometown of Kilgore TX,
he was Killed In Action in Iraq on October 13, 2003.
