[Congressional Record (Bound Edition), Volume 157 (2011), Part 7]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Pages 9834-9835]
[From the U.S. Government Publishing Office, www.gpo.gov]




          HONORING LANCE CORPORAL NICHOLAS ``NIC'' S. O'BRIEN

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                        HON. SUE WILKINS MYRICK

                           of north carolina

                    in the house of representatives

                        Wednesday, June 22, 2011

  Mrs. MYRICK. Mr. Speaker, I submit the following poem in honor of 
Lance Corporal Nicholas ``Nic'' O'Brien.

                            Our Blessed Son

       In honor of Lance Corporal Nicholas ``Nic'' S. O'Brien, an 
     American hero, who gave that last full measure. The United 
     States Marines 1st Bat., 5th Marine Reg., 1st Marine 
     Expeditionary Force.
       On June 9, 2011, in Afghanistan, Lance Corporal Nicholas 
     ``Nic'' S. O'Brien of Gaston County gave that last full 
     measure in devotion to his country. As we lay his fine body 
     down to rest in Arlington National Cemetery, our prayers and 
     thoughts go out to him

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     and his loved ones. May God Bless them all. I ask that this 
     poem penned in his honor by Albert Caswell be placed in the 
     Record.


                            our blessed son

     Nic, You . . .
     You, Our Blessed Son . . .
     Nic, America's bravest of all ones!
     Rest now, as thy will be done!
     As your fine soul, as up to heaven has so flown . . .
     As up to our Lord, as an Angel . . . as now where you so 
           belong!
     All In The Army of Our Lord, who has now come home!
     To fight the darkness, as over our world you so watch . . . 
           so roam . . .
     To watch over us, as thy will be done . . .
     And as we lay your most sacred body down to rest . . .
     You Nic, are but one of America's very best!
     Her Blessed Son!
     Your loving parents' and family's, divine one!
     As a brave heart who once stood!
     All in his most magnificent shades of green, turning evil 
           into good!
     As a United States Marine, all in your most golden sheen with 
           all you could!
     Of selfless sacrifice, you most brilliant . . . most 
           brilliant of all lights!
     As an American Treasure, who but gave That Last Full Measure!
     All for what is true and what is right, all for that old Red, 
           White, and Blue . . .
     As now our tears roll down our trembling cheeks, when 
           thinking of you we so weep . . .
     Our Most Blessed Son, this most beautiful of all ones . . . 
           as for you our heart's ache so deep!
     Hooo . . . rah! You United States Marine, as up in Heaven you 
           are now so seen!
     All for your loss, all in our pain we now so weep . . . at 
           but the cost to freedom to so keep!
     And at night, as you lay your head down to sleep . . .
     Across North Carolina, but comes a gentle rain so very deep . 
           . .
     Are but our Lord's tears, from up in Heaven . . . for all of 
           your souls to so keep . . .
     To ease your pain, now so carried within you so very deep . . 
           .
     Until, up in Heaven once again you all shall meet . . .
     As our Lord weeps, knowing of your fine son's life . . . as 
           for what he did so forsake!
     But, for the greater good . . . in all that he so could, take 
           this with you as you wake!
     Moments, are all we have!
     To grab hearts! To turn the good into the bad!
     To make a difference with in all! As your fine Son had!
     To Heaven to seek!
     Rest my Son!
     You most beautiful Irish one, Lance Corporal O'Brien!
     As when we think of you, Irish eyes are smiling!
     For we will hear you on the wind . . . your footsteps up in 
           Heaven time and 
           again . . .
     And feel you next to us as we sleep . . .
     Until, one fine day . . . all up in Heaven, once again we 
           shall all so meet!
     And we won't have to cry anymore . . .
     You, Our Most Blessed of All Son's!
     Your Family's, and America's Most Heroic of All Ones!
     As we lay your fine body down to rest!
     Lord, take America's son . . . her very Best . . . he's 
           your's!
     Amen!

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