A Long Journey HomeA Poem by Diane LockardToday, Nov. 11, 2015 - Veteran's Day A tribute to all the men and women who serve our country... After the Civil War, a young Rebel soldier, some in their teens, starts his journey home....
“Ma, warm the beans,” hearing a knock on the log cabin door
Standing there, a young man, looking older than his years Wearing a tattered Rebel uniform; hat in hand “Any food to spare, sir? ...the road is long.” "Come in,” indicating a spot at an old wooden table Woman smiles and sets down a steaming cup of beans Followed by a small square of corn bread, hot from the oven A few dots of home-made butter melting on top "Are you on your journey home?" Mouth full of beans, he mumbles, "Thank you, ma'am, It has been a long spell since I seen the I seen the ol' place My Ma and Pa still there, the last I heard. Sister, too Probably, has younguns of her own" “Pa, pour him a cup of water. We will share the provisions The Good Lord thought to provide us… It is what I would want someone to do for own son" Veteran’s Day Nov. 11, 2015 "Many thanks to the men and and women who serve to protect us.." © 2016 Diane LockardReviews
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2 Reviews Added on November 11, 2015 Last Updated on November 11, 2016 AuthorDiane LockardMoroni, UTAboutThank you, friends, for exchanging stories and poems, plus reviewing my writing. Memories of growing up in Montana - My Mother's Hands, On the Road Again about family reunions, Discover Life's Treasur.. more.. |

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