COMING HOME
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Rumbles and clicks -- sounds of the track.
I’m draped in this box on my way back.

I lay here motionless in abysmal thought
surrounded by others who went.. and who fought.

We fought for our country -  the "Red, White, and Blue"
We bereaved our posterity,  for all of you.

In the span of my life,  I was deprived to see
The face of my children,  and their love for me.

Take what we gave you;   use to full measure.
Be aware of the evil,   who would corrupt your treasure.

When you view "Old Glory" - waving in great pride
Touch your heart and caress us who died.

Don’t make my life to be lost in vain
I have given you all for my ride on this train.

Barnum Taylor © 1998