Bombs stopped falling, rubble cleared
Bodies were buried and
he’d boarded his seat on the lear.
Home is where he’d land.
And there, wife and baby so dear
As duty demanded,
he’d been gone nearly a full year;
almost her whole life span.
Cherished moment, they appear
air to a drowning man
voices symphonic to his ear
force himself to patiently stand
Then I love yous, missed yous, happy tears
And he holds out his hands
saying, “Baby, come over here.”
Logically, he can understand
Why his daughter reacts with fear
He’s become a “stranger man”
so she cries and hides to stay clear
Logically, he can understand.
That doesn’t mean it didn’t break his heart.