a soldier coming home
he gets off the bus and looks around
families are being reunited
and lovers are kissing
all are unfamiliar faces.
he grabs his bag
and goes to the nearest payphone.
soon a cab pulls up and takes
him to a motel.
he has no one to welcome him
and no place to call home.
as he lays his head down to sleep
a tear slides from his cheek to a pillow
he feels so alone.
he doesn’t realize
that a thousand miles away
there’s a girl crying.
wishing she had been there
to welcome him home.
Home from the war.
1-02-07
by shannon flanders
Great writing here Shannon with vivid imagery and yet so very poignant very well done
Well that's nearly enough to make me cry. Well done, Shannon.
wow...cool, a well painted picture of the people who fight...I once was one of them, Top marks
I was...am... a soldier. thanks for still taking the time to respect what we sacrifice. its going on my favourites list.
this is a really nice piece thanks for your comments on mine 10...........10................10.........10............10...........10..........10.........10........10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great writing Shannon.Tugs the heartstrings, Sid.