He's been away to the war so long, <br />We're over joyed that he's home. <br />He's fought for our country and what stories will be told. <br />He's waited out his sentence in an obligation spent. <br />In the war for all tomorrow and the dreams that have been sent. <br />To the east in the deserts, to the west in the sands. <br />He's seen the rush of blood and pain and knows that it will never end. <br />He's wondered over days at a time, will I ever know that home come of mine? <br />To hear laughter and joy instead of pain and morn. <br />To hear words of good cheer, instead of words of yesteryear. <br />To hear and feel the breeze as it blows and know that there's no place like home. <br />To be able to walk down the street and not have to worry what's lurking or at peak. <br />He's wondered and waited for such along time, <br />That it's hard for him to believe it's just a state of mind. <br />But, he no longer has to wonder, he no longer has to wait for his home come is upon him and its been well worth the wait.<br /><br />Rachel Fogle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homecoming-3/
