A Soldier's Homecoming
When silence isn’t golden, making space for buried fears,
A long-awaited welcome home becomes the place of tears.
A glance into a hallway mirror reflects a youth denied.
This soldier carries memories of his comrades who have died.
“Why did I survive?” he asks, the visions of those days
Speed coursing through his weary mind. They say it’s just a phase.
There are children here to think of, thrilled to have their father home
And a beauty who has nurtured and protected them alone.