Can I hear a bird sing?
Or is it the gun fire ringing in my ears
Cold body suddenly warm
A Billion souls eyes smiling hands outstretched
Vortexes of love engulf me smother me
Laughter fresh cut grass descends around us
Peace tranquillity has found this soldier
Welcome Home son
Dry your eyes
Your friends are here
Hold my hand
Together into the light.
© Mack (RG)"Every day feels like the day of a funeral"
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