Memorial Day Poem 2017

I wrote this poem a while back. Many of us have experienced this. I saw it first hand as a teen in a small town in Pennsylvania during the Vietnam War. It has happened throughout our Nation's history. It happened during the Cold War even though we supposedly "Won without firing a shot", and it still happens today during the War on Terror.

The poem is my way of honoring those that paid the ultimate price to ensure our freedom. Thank you. John Kairis, USN, 1972-1982

MY BOY IS COMING HOME TODAY

My boy is coming home today
          Smartly dressed children at play
          Proud woman pressing his shirt
My boy is coming home today
          Military man's photo on a mantel
          The doorbell rings, it is time
My boy is coming home today
          Apprehension swells for all
          A row of black cars at the ready
My boy is coming home today
          Silent procession through the streets
          A strong hand holds hers
My boy is coming home today
          Red, white, and blue
          Folded flag, volley fire, taps
My boy is coming home today
          He always stood up for others
          And gave his life for them

My boy came home today


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