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by Brad Champagne Nov 13, 2009 category : Life, society / patriotism
I see the hills and empty fields Encased in dusty hue The morning sun above them all A warmth and peace imbue A year of fight and restless night Now nearing to complete Finds both the best and worst of times Through the mind doth repeat Waiting, yearning, returning home To those they left behind The life they lived at brother's side Eternal bonds forever bind Family, friends, lovers, and all Eagerly awating The fog of war can now begin Silently abating The visions never truly gone Nor story forgotten Fighting for what we all hold dear Liberty begotten This morn of promise shining bright Through the enshrouding haze Giving hope to those drug through Hell It's over now in numbered days.