MY SON HAS COME HOME
© By Blue Wolf
My son came home from war the other day,
it seemed like forever;
as though this day would never come.
His body was whole,
but his mind still wandered of memories;
lost comrades who fought well;
and gave their all; who gave their last breath;
for country; for honor; for freedoms sake,
so that we could partake of another day.
Now we must remember
and keep the memory of those left behind,
still left to, fight; to stay alive.
We honor the memory of those who died
and gave their all, and pray for peace.
Maybe one day wars will cease.
