Our Hero Came Home Today

Our Hero Came Home Today

When he left to serve his country,
he left with pride and hurry;
He had always been
the shining light in his parents eyes,
since he was a small child.
He had always dreamed
of becoming a hero
by fighting at point zero.

He used to sit on his Grandpa's lap
where some of the times took a nap.
Grampa would tell him stories
of the war long, long ago.
They loved sharing lemonade,
that Grandma squeezed by hand.
It quenched their thirst on a warm summers day,
as they sat together in the sun's rays.

They talked about being soldiers,
where most never grow older?
He dreamed of faraway places,
and would land on unknown spaces.

He always said he wanted to earn his wings,
and the pleasure they would bring.
We always knew he would do just that,
for that is where he was at.
Our hero came home to us today,
it took eighteen years for he to stay.
He earned his wings along with a purple heart,
which punctured our souls like a flaming dart.

Our son made us extremely proud,
of which the words we shout out loud.

By: Mary A. Eaton
copyright 2009