Oh he’d love to be back home again
He hasn’t seen his family
Since he can’t remember when
He talks to his mama every day
but both of them agree
that it’s just not quite the same
His grandma’s getting up there now in years
When he thinks how much he misses her
He can’t help but shed a tear
He hopes he’ll get back home before she’s gone
but he knows that might be wishful thinking
that he can’t count on…
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 