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Moms View Message Board: The Fox Hole (War-Related Discussion): Sending In Reinforcements (Showing Support & Comfort, Lifting Spirits): HOMECOMING
His manner was happy. His face wore a smile, his eager eyes searching the last endless mile. Ribbons of yellow and red white and blue adorned every front door that passed into view. His heart swelled with pride for he'd done his job well, but a part of him wept for his buddies who fell. His emotions were jumbled. His feeling were torn. He needed some time now to quietly mourn. He had left here a boy and now he'd returned, and in the short span there was so much he'd learned. Today all that mattered was a few miles ahead, and anticipation was beginning to spread. At last, the bus station and people galore, but one, only one was he searching for. Both tear streaked and laughing her face filled his view, and with all his mixed feelings there was one thing he knew. He had hated that desert. He had hated the war, but he knew only freedom was worth fighting for. He wasn't a hero with ambitions to roam. As he ran to her arms he at last had come home. B. V. Dahlen ©
Beautiful Bea.
Excellent Bea, as all your poems are
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Thanks for sharing.