It’s been five years

He’s been there
to lose him?
Like so many have lost theirs?
Don’t know what I’d do.
Son, come home
Oh Lord, let it be
That my son
Come home to his family
I pray, oh Lord, for the others
And the pain they feel
I pray for the mentally and physically wounded
That you Lord, light their darkness that is so real
Five years too long, I pray this war end
For it’s getting hard to remember what we defend
Yet, to every Soldier and Veteran,
A thank you I send
To Vietnam, I dare not compare
I just Pray, oh Lord, that we don’t have
Another sixteen years of what they had there
Myself, like many, will never forget
The fight, the struggle of every Vet
We are grateful to those, both lost and survived
I pray they have strength for every burden derived
Now our hearts are somber
For so many lives taken
Oh Lord, how can we not feel forsaken?
Bring them home
Son, come home
– Sheryl K. Platzer-Sartin
Copyright © 2008

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