A SOLDIER'S MOTHER
Look Mother it's me, your son
Who left long ago to fight in a war.
I was held prisoner many years
And don't look the same anymore.
I always knew that you would wait
For the day I would come home.
Now I am here and you are there
Lost in thoughts as you've suffered alone.
I remember the tune you are humming
Day and night as you sit and rock.
It's the song you sang to me
Rock a bye baby in the treetop.
What is that you are holding onto so tight?
Open your hand and let me see.
That locket holds a faded worn picture
Look in my eyes and see that it's me.
I see your tears as they are falling
For now you know I have returned.
Just lay your head upon my chest
Let me sing to you, it's my turn.
Rock a bye baby in my arms
Let me soothe your pain away.
How I have longed to hold you close
I survived for this very day.
I know you are tired and letting go now
For at last there's peace in your soul.
And there is a special place in Heaven
Where all Soldiers' Mothers go.