SOLDIER COMING HOME By Robert Hewett Sr
SOLDIER COMING HOME
Robert Hewett Sr.
I’m a soldier coming home
I fought the fight, I was strong.
I did my best to right some wrongs
home is now where I belong.
I can smell my wife’s home cooking
I see her smile, she’s so good looking.
I see her there at the gate waiting for me
Open arms outstretched for me to see.
War is hard and I did my due
I’m glad to say that I am through.
Some friends died there, it hurt me.
They are in my heart and forever will be.
I love my country, I truly do,
I wish everyone could have freedom too.
This land of ours is worth more than gold
I fought for dreams that I do hold.
This uniform has made me proud
It shows the world we can’t be bowed.
I salute our capitol dome,
I’m a soldier coming home.
Author's Note: I wrote this on behalf those men in uniform who served abroad and were in combat zones. This is not about me, I was in the Army 5 1/2 years at the end of the Korean War and before Viet Nam. Had I stayed in the Army I would have likely been flying helicopters in support of the ground troops in Viet Nam. With this poem I salute those who did go abroad and fight for our country.
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