Purple Heart
Purple Heart
A combat grunt
A combat grunt

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Welcome Home
by Gary Jacobson © 2002
Welcome Home
I know it's late...but welcome home
To our nation's choicest sons
Who fought persevering might of guns
Who answered our country's clarion call
All giving some, but some giving all!
Sent forth to preserve my liberty
My land sanctified still because of thee
Still brave, still free...
Welcome home!

Welcome home my honored soldier
Gallant savior
Responsible for the very air I breathe
Who once dauntless, a beloved homeland did leave
Sent to battlefields nourished by blood uncouth...
Forsaking forever flowers of fairest youth
Your heart bearing grave spiritís brave
Sent forth simply, our way-of-life to save...
Welcome home!

Welcome home
He for whom there were no ticker-tape parades
No greeting hurrahs, or accolades...
No church bells peeling for joy
When on silver birds home came our soldier boy
No roses strewing the way
No hearty cheer hurray
No village lads and lassies gay
No laurel wreaths then, or now
Bestowed upon his loyal brow...

Welcome home
Accept now our belated, deserved cheers...
To silence now those protesting jeers
Haunting from dark of killing night
To dawnís purest light
Riding into the voracious maw of hell
Oh the stories of hell you'll tell
As demons you still fight within
Hearing in memory still that awful din...
Welcome home!

Welcome home
My modern day knight
Who fought with courageous force of will and might
Sought by justice to restore the right...
Sent forth to the land of the quick and dead
Held aloft his banner by intrepid prowess led
Governed by hallowed precepts evil men dread
Where in sweltering heat, mind and body bled
Because brave men their very life gives...
Freedom lives!

Welcome home oh lionhearted warrior
Noble soldier
Struggling through tears and fears
Lo these many years
My courageous brother-in-arms
Who boldly went forth into a world of harms...
For me...
God bless now your destiny...
Welcome home!

Welcome home
Honorable soldier who rode that bestial carnivore
Called war
That demon whose ravenous spirit viciously tore
At the very fabric of freedom
Rent to tatters in Vietnam
Before your time grown old and tired
Now dejected...disillusioned...respected...much admired...
Welcome home!

Welcome home
Heroes whose valor adorns in victory
Duty crowned with diademís royalty
Echoing in hallowed halls of history...
He who by his good right arm mastered the foe
That peace, planted in hope, might surely grow
Stouthearted men who sacrificed all for me
I, at long last, your honored glory see
Oh valiant soul who helped very freedom be...

Welcome home! Welcome home! Welcome home!

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